"I'm From Grove Street" lyrics

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Squad, Squad
Flocka Rant, fuck these bitches good, nigga
Let's go

Black Brick Squad gears, I feel like Revered Run
I'm from Riverdail, tough to squeeze, nigga, don't run
Where I'm from, we sell bricks, nigga
Where I'm from, we sell dimes, nigga
My partner got the pounds, my partner got the bricks
My little buddy got pills, these little hoes on my dick
I'm the shit, nigga, I'm the shit, nigga
I don't need no fucking stylist, fresh by myself
Brick Squad Monopoly, we don't need no fucking help
Waka Flocka Flame, sell rhymes by the pound
I'm on too many pills, that's why this young nigga got a frown
My young nigga on that brown, my young nigga on that white
505 Levis, and some Dope Man tights
Tryna get fucked up all night, I wish my bed was in the club, so I could fall asleep in VIP
Tell my niggas we rolling up the tree
Streets, that's my left wrist, also I done been broke
You smoking blunts, I don't wanna hit that
Bounce that ass, girl, bend your back
We cheating on a bitch, if I throw another stack

I'm from Grove Street, where my niggas ride a stolen V, ain't low key
We got pills, hard salt, nigga, OZs
Over here, we all OGs
Fighting case after case, fuck the police
All for one, one for all, fuck who want beef
NBA status now, bitch, I'm ballen
Bitch, I'm ballen

I'm the shit, you can call me "colen"
That hoe chosen, since you passed the trogen
I'm so focused, she got the nerve to act boujee, but she pulled up in a Focus
It changed too little, I told him keep cooking
My bitch badder than his, that's why he looking
It's going take some more money to live this lifestyle
I'm from Grove Street, got goonies on speed dial
Bitch, I'm ballen, bitch, I'm ballen
Number 35, be smoking all my weed, no fallen
No hoe shit, Brick Squad Monopoly, fucking with Bloods and Crips
Roochi Ds, Vice Lords, nigga, I'm from Grove

I'm from Grove Street, where my niggas ride a stolen V, ain't low key
We got pills, hard salt, nigga, OZs
Over here, we all OGs
Fighten case after case, fuck the police
All for one, one for all, fuck who want beef
NBA status now, bitch, I'm ballen
Bitch, I'm ballen

[Wooh da Kid:]
Blunt after blunt, yop after yop
All stitched up, so I never fuck with cops
All my money changed, all my niggas still the same
Headline on the front page if you want some fame
Shout out to Dukin Twin, and Coach K
Ain't need the point, coaching with the K
It's the kid king Wooh, in your speakers loud
My little boys gotta eat, so I'm 'a make 'm proud
Leave you MIA, I got stupid heat
AKs, they're going spray, bodies in the street
Wooh da Kid and Waka Flocka, that's a bad move
Two 7s or the Glock, I'll let your ass choose

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
I'm from Grove Street, where my niggas ride a stolen V, ain't low key
We got pills, hard salt, nigga, OZs
Over here, we all OGs
Fighten case after case, fuck the police
All for one, one for all, fuck who want beef
NBA status now, bitch, I'm ballen
Bitch, I'm ballen