"Aint Flyin No Bitches Out" lyrics
"Aint Flyin No Bitches Out"
(feat. Joe Blow)
[Joe Blow:]
Oh
Life get hard and niggas check out, check out, check out
Right now, right now, right now
Rocks in my mouth, in my mouth, in my mouth
Pounds down south, down south, down south
[J. Stalin:]
Before I go broke, I turn up my hustle
Left my bag in the car, but got a shank to cut you
Still got bitches bending over, nigga, like "Hud 2"
And if you hating on a real nigga, fuck you
Every time I speak facts, you change the conversation
That just let me know you niggas really hating
We came from the gutter, my trap house vacant
We don't rob niggas, no mask, we in there taking
Dreadlock wig on, kill him like a Jamaican
Show these bitch niggas how Tommy Brown get down
Show these bitch niggas how Tommy Brown get down
First you was hard, now all we get is tears from a clown
Life get hard and niggas check out
Never been a crash dummy, I ain't wrecking now
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Still the same nigga flew the pounds down south
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Same nigga got the pounds and flew them down south
[Joe Blow:]
Check out, real nigga
Still hold my kids down even though that I'm thugging
If I fly a bitch out, you know it's working or lugging
All the times I held you down, you turned on me for nothing
And every time you let me down, I hurt internally from it
But I stayed the same nigga, don't let shit show
And you know I'm showing growth, I start to let shit go
Only Skee-Ko can tell me shit 'cause that's big bro
I took my daughters to feed the homeless, we just left Skid Row
I know my kids probably happy all the shit that I bought them
When I go, I hope they grow with all the shit that I taught them
Niggas never held me down, but every time I got them
So my slogan had to change from "real nigga" to "father"
On my mama, nigga
[J. Stalin:]
Life get hard and niggas check out
Never been a crash dummy, I ain't wrecking now
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Still the same nigga flew the pounds down south
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Same nigga got the pounds and flew them down south
Real ass nigga like my brother Lamar
I'm ten toes down, but they still gonna judge me by them cars
How many times I gotta show you niggas I'm harder?
Livewire locked this shit down like the Carter
We working smarter, not harder, nigga
When they talk about hustling, we the drug dealers
Cup still empty, but I don't need you to fill us
Found me a connect, that shit got me out the village
Money to the ceiling with choppers bigger than midgets
Still in prison, had them killers give you a visit
We going all in, my nigga, 'cause ain't no pensions
Sitting back counting this money, I seen the vision, bitch
Life get hard and niggas check out
Never been a crash dummy, I ain't wrecking now
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Still the same nigga flew the pounds down south
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Real nigga, I ain't flying no bitches out
Still the same nigga on the block with rocks in my mouth
Same nigga got the pounds and flew them down south
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album:
"Me vs Me 3" (2024)
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