"Barney Blood" lyrics
Uh, I be, uh
I be sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, speak about the now
(And if the beat live, you know LilJu made it)
Um, put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
Uh, it's the Eastside, ain't it?
Huh, Blood nigga from the beehive, baby
Uh, they know what I'm claimin', Piru bangin'
Yeah, all the motherfuckers that hate me, bitch, that I made it there
Ayy, where the light at?
Huh, nowhere, huh, that bitch don't exist
Huh, feel in love with Wockiana, me don't want no Tris
Uh, disrespect me, I'ma greet you with a closed fist
I ain't no rapper, I'm a trapper who got wordplay
Just a street nigga with talent and some burdens, baby
I'm in the same motherfucker since the first day
Motherfuckers know I don't trust 'em in the first place
Put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
Plug konnichiwa, took a bitch to Acapulco
Huh, two different coaches, we don't give a motherfucker
Huh, she let me whip that ass, like, I had take off my buckle
Came fast, sign her, got them titties on my knuckles
Uh, you killin' me like Chucky, you hear my chuckle?
Huh, told her give me sucky-sucky on the double
Uh, been gettin' money for a minute, kind of humble
Uh, make sure that they'll hear me clear, don't like to mumble
Uh, bully me a tough adolescent
Uh, bully me a tough nigga, make him say, "Uncle"
Uh, pistols untucked, soon as we see truck, bust
Only like our hustle, campaign off the muscle
Put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
I be sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, speak about the now
(And if the beat live, you know LilJu made it)
Um, put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
Uh, it's the Eastside, ain't it?
Huh, Blood nigga from the beehive, baby
Uh, they know what I'm claimin', Piru bangin'
Yeah, all the motherfuckers that hate me, bitch, that I made it there
Ayy, where the light at?
Huh, nowhere, huh, that bitch don't exist
Huh, feel in love with Wockiana, me don't want no Tris
Uh, disrespect me, I'ma greet you with a closed fist
I ain't no rapper, I'm a trapper who got wordplay
Just a street nigga with talent and some burdens, baby
I'm in the same motherfucker since the first day
Motherfuckers know I don't trust 'em in the first place
Put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
Plug konnichiwa, took a bitch to Acapulco
Huh, two different coaches, we don't give a motherfucker
Huh, she let me whip that ass, like, I had take off my buckle
Came fast, sign her, got them titties on my knuckles
Uh, you killin' me like Chucky, you hear my chuckle?
Huh, told her give me sucky-sucky on the double
Uh, been gettin' money for a minute, kind of humble
Uh, make sure that they'll hear me clear, don't like to mumble
Uh, bully me a tough adolescent
Uh, bully me a tough nigga, make him say, "Uncle"
Uh, pistols untucked, soon as we see truck, bust
Only like our hustle, campaign off the muscle
Put the grabba down, Will gave me a joint to spark
Huh, I ain't rappin', I'm just tryna get my point across
Sayin' what I feel, fuck the past, talk 'bout right now
Huh, I might speak on the where, but never the how
Uh, control the crowd, uh, slow it down
Uh, I ain't conceited, huh, but I love my smile
Huh, my shit rose gold, huh, used to have a frown
Huh, I'm from 7 Mile, huh, never out of style
