F.T. Hop Out - Im From Fruits (prod by Kamaar G5) | Текст песни

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[Verse 1:]
I pulled up in a honda, until a nigga crashed it
Got it off craigslist and tried to get my cash back
Pulled up in my bitch shit, got that shit tooken
Tried to pass on a rollie till the police tried to book me
10 bands in yo face nigga? whatchu doing with it?
If they offer me a mill? I just made a mill nigga
I remember being broke, get it how I live nigga
Till I turned to the block and asked it for a mill nigga
If you couldn't feed yoself you wasn't worth shit
You worser than a sprung bitch chasing good dick
Never one up on yo list, in the hood still as shit
I be saggin up the 4 when I'm wildin' in the 6
Like blood niggas, bitch made, switch type
I had to work with a few niggas that I dislike
And I ain't signin' with nobody 'less the chips right
Don't wanna fuck with nina cause that brazy bitch ain't nice
Bitch I'm fruits, no mercy when I'm shootin'
And I'm from the land where it's no new recruitions

[Hook:]
Fuck with the same niggas from when I started this shit cause you fuck with new niggas you losin'
Bitch I'm fruits, I don't fuck with the niggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless
[Verse 2:]
Bitch I'm fruits, then I pulled out the Lexus, the ES 300, I'm cruisin' (cruisin')
When I see 50 thousand they might as well make me a movie
Bitch I'm from fruits
Territory of the shooters, homies on call but I don't call until it's over
The same ones dissed me is the ones who tryin' smoke
When they seen me in that camp man they thought it was over
It's like I bounced back from a Benz to a Rover
Stickin' to the motto never let money control us
Nigga I'm from fruits where I lost a couple soldiers
Don't play with that gun if you know you can't hold it
Loyal to the block, gotta tell it so I showed it
Got up on my shit cause I heard I wasn't focused

[Hook 2:]
Fuck with the same niggas from when I started this shit cause you fuck with new niggas you losin'
Bitch I'm fruits, I don't fuck with the niggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless

[Verse 3:]
Don't be playin' with me, I seen the money comin' in so I ran with it
I broke bread with a couple niggas who banged wit me
Shoulda let em starve cause them niggas ain't do the same with me
Watch the way I do it, I was hoppin out the Buick
Rosecrans and Wilmington you know that's where I started
Lookin out the door on west maple by the cedars
But 400 block peaches where I started for a reason
Is you splurgin' for a bitch nigga? that's the question I'ma ask blood
Bangin' ain't the same cause all these nigggas startin' to act blood
Came by myself, the same nigga never changed up
The niggas feelin' bodied is the niggas who done switched up
Everybody takin' chances for the money, it's a come up if you get it
If you don't just stay with it, I done ran into some niggas who been down for bout 50
I got homies doin' time wishing I could have em with me

[Hook:]
Bitch I'm from fruits, I don't fuck with the niggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless
Bitch I'm from fruits, Bitch I'm from fruits
I don't fuck with the niggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless
Bitch I'm from fruits

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