Young Ballers Letra

Look, when I hit the block, it was in the red drop-top
Loud pipes, nice rims, homie, that's how I rock
If you wouldn't see me then, I bet you could see me now
You niggas ain't makin' noise(?), you tellin' us we too loud
Don't make me use my capoeira, you should know I'm a soldier
Raised uptown, marinated up in Manoey
Live my life in the streets, I gotta keep it G
Can't be broke, gotta get it by all means
I gotta fold with it, put it in my hands
I'mma show you what I'mma do with it
I wanna hustle, it's so natural, I'm gonna flip it
Catastrophe if you're after me
I'm gon' get it, you betta lay low, woolie
Everyday they got another story
Bout another nigga bein' took out his glory
Look, I'mma do me like this bitch I'm with
Neva get tired of this pimpin' shit
I got the block sowed up with this audio deep
If you eva in the city, come holla at me
Last of a dyin' breed, still on this earth
It seems like all the real muthafuckas got murked
And if it's not that then they locked up in the can
How I can gonna get this fuckin' money, y'all don't understand
Just tryna have a Rarri and tryna cop a Lamb
Pull up on a muthafucka like what's happenin'
Toes, they be tryin' to get the best of me
Don't be askin' all em questions standin' next to me
I'mma kick it how I kick it cuz it keep me payed
And you can't hang with us tho cuz you got bitch ways
Watch we cut up on niggas just like a swish blade
Only thang left to do is roll up and get payed
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, I promise to neva fold
Break ? my niggas and stick to the G code