Young Klassick - Envy Lyrics

I'm with the gang
I'm with the mob what Was you thinking
Remember them days
And that shit was hard a Nigga been thinking
I put a four in a 20 ounce a Nigga been drinking
If you with the squad
I give you my heart lil Nigga I mean it
I was fighting some Demons
In the field bitch I'm deep In
I was raised in the deep End
I know niggas be sinking
Take your bitch and go Deep in
But I gave her back why You tweaking
Come around with that Rah rah
We leave you dead on the Cement

I'm straight trouble yea Ona double yea
When I'm out with my Dudes send them out to Get you
For that bag and more Bags and more cash and More cash and more cash
And more yea (heyyyyy)
Try me try me watch me Watch me catch a homi Catch a body
Stuck in a hole with Nowhere to go
Get from by me
I was on go and there was No
One beside me
People was sleeping but I Make em pass out
My niggas reeking and we Steady gassed out
Rolling with j so I took a Break but nigga I'm back Now
Shawty done strayed a Nigga away so I can't go Back nowwww

I'm with the gang
I'm with the mob what Was you thinking
Remember them days
And that shit was hard a Nigga been thinking
I put a four in a 20 ounce a Nigga been drinking
If you with the squad
I give you my heart lil Nigga I mean it
I was fighting some Demons
In the field bitch I'm deep In
I was raised in the deep End
I know niggas be sinking
Take your bitch and go Deep in
But I gave her back why You tweaking
Come around with that Rah rah
We leave you dead on the Cement

Heavyweight Mac-11 yea That's heavyweight
When I cock it make em Defecate when I lift it up
Ima let spray ima lift em Up into heavens gates Gotta hit em up I can't let Em stay
Better get his bucks ima Get em (Touuuccchhed) Up
Top down no brain now I Guess I'm goin insane now
Gotta charge to da game
So yo bitch sayin my name Now
I'm on the road to riches So I can not pose for Pictures (Yeah yeah)
And shawty done showed Me different so I can't get Close to bitches

I'm with the gang
I'm with the mob what Was you thinking
Remember them days
And that shit was hard a Nigga been thinking
I put a four in a 20 ounce a Nigga been drinking
If you with the squad
I give you my heart lil Nigga I mean it
I was fighting some Demons
In the field bitch I'm deep In
I was raised in the deep End
I know niggas be sinking
Take your bitch and go Deep in
But I gave her back why You tweaking
Come around with that Rah rah
We leave you dead on the Cement