Off The Porch

BOE Sosa

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    Gang Land
    B.O.E Shit

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    This nigga talking out his neck we finna make him strip
    Where I am from there is violence, them niggas empty clips
    When u was doing homework we was in stolen whips
    My momma had bills and nobody was paying shit
    I had to jump off that porch nigga and get it in
    This is the life that I am living this is the life of sin
    When u come from the mud they don't wanna see u win
    They rather see u in a box nigga or in a pin
    Kick a nigga's door in show me where it is
    I am from the slumps little nigga this is just how we live
    If it is smoke lil nigga tell me what it is
    If I call him six o he will let it spiit
    I was raised in this shit it's just how it go
    A couple shooters by my side they will let it blow
    It is BOE just to let you pussy niggas know
    I know these niggas hating on me I can't trust a soul
    These streets cold so u know u gotta keep a heat
    It is sixteen so u know we pullen up deep
    I had to starve with my niggas, so we all eat
    DJ poppin out the cuts he knock u of 'ur feet
    These niggas trynna take me out, man these niggas snakes
    Young nigga fifteen tryna count some cake
    Fuck this sucka niggas bitch that is what that nigga hate
    His bitch slid in my DM told her to go bust a date
    They hate to see u when u up love it when u down
    Long nights can't sleep I was on the ground
    When I was down where was u u ain't come around
    She ain't want me back then she wanna fuck me now
    I am going up I am thinking about my next move
    U really couldn't walk a mile in my fucking shoes
    They know my name but dont know what I been through
    Me and you shoot out, you will probally lose

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    Composition: BOE Sosa

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