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Sriracha

Naturally Born Strangers
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This reminds me of coming up This reminds me of Runamuk This reminds me of skipping school And I guess that's why we're all dumb as fuck This reminds me of stolen kegs This reminds me or throwing eggs At the neighbour's house, when that punk came in And we chased him out, and we broke his legs This reminds me when Richie died This reminds me of Christie pride This reminds me who's down to ride If we're 16 or we're 65 This reminds me of rolling L's This reminds me of holding cells This reminds me that no one's first And no one serves if no one tells Loyalty til' we royalty Anything I get, my boys will see The world is ours and the squad is us But it costs too much for you to join for free There's dues to pay and there's wrongs to right There comes a time where there's odds to fight If you ain't there, we getting even If you ain't strange, we aren't alike This Cosa Nostra, y'all Costa Rica On your island all you know is leisure You know the code but don't know procedure Or know what an OG's supposed to teach ya This reminds me to keep in mind That no one can be trusted And this reminds me y'all need reminding How a real one really does it - Legend Yeah, you know I got ya, you know I got ya Cause these streets hot like Sriracha - yeah We had no papas OGs raised us, they trained us to get the gwop up - yeah We seen them choppers We seen that work in that pot, the paper was proper - yeah You know I got ya, you know I got ya Cause these streets hot like Sriracha - yeah Well I mean God Damn Slowly becoming my own man Slowly grind like a slow jam NBS we don't need no stressing from no man Independent as fuck Yeah I'm the light skin Marlo Stanfield Through the wire, I'm damn real Snitching is what get a man killed Play to 40, I'm Grant Hill Niggas be over the damn hill Ain't no damn skill Came from underground up out the soil and the landfill Kevin Gates, I got two phones Dro in the air, typhoon drone I refuse to do the shit y'all do for views Me and my crew are just too grown See that use phone and I toss that Feds be on it, I lost that, man Was all in the damn plans Always hold down my crew mans That's how gravity works Go in your mouth and do a cavity search - remove your grill Hunger pains got us playing the Hunger Games We understand it's a numbers game Whether or not the wonder came, I got rules See my team, we can't lose Niggas been earning stripes with my dues Know that the Borough a real live zoo See when I made the news up for holding the tools Niggas was not there to hold me down Do my dirt all by my lonely now Understand we all homies now when I'm gone Yeah, you know I got ya, you know I got ya Cause these streets hot like Sriracha - yeah We had no papas OGs raised us, they trained us to get the gwop up - yeah We seen them choppers We seen that work in that pot, the paper was proper - yeah You know I got ya, you know I got ya Cause these streets hot like Sriracha - yeah