404 Boyz

404 Boyz
by ForteBowie
[Hook]
Had to go and get it on my own
Can't no nigga say he put me on
404 Boyz coming strong
Yeah dem 404 Boyz coming strong
(Repeat)
[Verse 1]
I had to stand up on my own two feet
Why these niggas still here frontin on me
Niggas say they love you ain't no trust up in the streets
Long Live Bankroll I'm yellin out Streeeet
Yea they start trippin when you hit em wit the fee
You ain't really wit me if you think I work for free.
Playin wit the bread boy that's automatic beef
Flash you with the piece, like nigga say cheese
Like em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, Lebonese
RIP Phife Dawg, love to Tip, Ali Shaheed
You and all yo friends baby that's the shit I need
You and all yo friends baby that's the shit I need
Gon say a prayer leave dem niggas on they knees
God please forgive em for they cannot fuck with me
Young Alonzo Mourning bitch I'm ballin wit the Heat
Tell em hit my line cause I'm somewhere overseas
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[Verse 2]
Flip the game on a 180 turn a 180 to a 360
I don't trust these so-so's all my day 1s yea they still with me
All them niggas tryna steal the sauce naw they ain't tryna really build wit me
Southside, boy we outside the metro line but we still city
These boys can't hold us
Stiff arm like hold up
Callin out my name but these niggas don't know us
Keep saying I don't act the same I done switched up and blowed up
Bitch it's called progression I done fucked round and growed up
Fresh to death like a million bucks
Heard they hatin I could really give a million fucks
How you look me in my eye and say you really wit us
Don't play no games wit me, nigga I ain't one of these ducks
I was ridin on Candler with that Fleetwood Mac on
She gon hit my line, this my Glenwood bat phone
Said her ex-man aint really have a backbone
She gon blow me like a sax-phone
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