Dee Mula - Parkway Village lyrics
[Dee Mula - Parkway Village lyrics]
(Ayy, Hanzo, turn up on they ass)
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby thought they left me
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby
Since fifteen, I had a gun, hold up your arm
Make niggas pay me
I was taught to stand on business
Broke the news back in '08
They know who did it
Stop that typing, come outside
And shoot your gun, show me you with it
I get high, smoke out the
'bow, might pour a four, start movin' slow
You gon' die, reach for my
Chain, I'm tellin' you now
Just leave the show
Can't be chasin' bitches, if she tryna roll
Then let her go
One more Perc', I'm hittin' the floor
How the fuck he survive? Got
Hit in the throat
If the whip ain't tinted, I ain't in it
If that lil' bitch broke, I ain't fuckin'
Ho told me she came home early
Perfect, I just wanted you to suck it
I'm mixin' this red with yellow
I'm high as a bird
I barely can get out my words
Kissin' the curb in this SRT
In the car with some niggas
That's ready to purge
And I'm on stage with it
How your man die and he stay with it?
Got comfortable, think he untouchable
Got up close on him, start touchin' him
Man, these niggas ain't opps
They mad 'cause I got a bag like Ari
Walk in your party strapped
Two lil' freaks in my lap
Tryna get the key to my house
These bitches must think I'm tender
Heart colder than December
We fuck niggas' bitches
Send 'em back with 'em
All-black trucks tinted up, presidential
Hop out that nigga
Money don't move me, I'm movin' off loyalty
If you show me you loyal, bitch, I love you
You deserve some royalty
One nigga swing, then we all jumpin'
And whoever don't ride gettin' they ass beat
Might as well start runnin'
See, the life I live, you can't be weak
Gotta have a strong stomach
'Cause you might have to walk up
Hit a nigga dead in his head
Leave a nigga layin' in the street
Might get some blood on you, I don't know
Get some blood on your hands
You the type of nigga catch
A charge and sacrifice everybody
Go and put a bug on your man
Tell the police everything
Then show them folks where a nigga stayin'
I can get him knocked off for the free
He be in one spot, he broke, he sweet
Nigga go straight to the booth with his beef
Lyin' on beats, whole time, want peace
All my diamonds watery
Big guns in the car with me
You heard that he shot at who?
Naw, can't be talkin' 'bout me
I'm gettin' too much money to be
Out here beefin' with junkies
Bought two, three cars, I never post 'em
But they fast and they runnin'
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby thought they left me
I grew up in East Memphis, Parkway Village
Project baby
Since fifteen, I had a gun, hold up your arm
Make niggas pay me
I was taught to stand on business
Broke the news back in '08
They know who did it
Stop that typing, come outside
And shoot your gun, show me you with it
I get high, smoke out the
'bow, might pour a four, start movin' slow
You gon' die, reach for my
Chain, I'm tellin' you now
Just leave the show
Can't be chasin' bitches, if she tryna roll
Then let her go
One more Perc', I'm hittin' the floor
How the fuck he survive? Got
Hit in the throat
If the whip ain't tinted, I ain't in it
If that lil' bitch broke, I ain't fuckin'
Ho told me she came home early
Perfect, I just wanted you to suck it
I'm mixin' this red with yellow
I'm high as a bird
I barely can get out my words
Kissin' the curb in this SRT
In the car with some niggas
That's ready to purge
And I'm on stage with it
How your man die and he stay with it?
Got comfortable, think he untouchable
Got up close on him, start touchin' him
Man, these niggas ain't opps
They mad 'cause I got a bag like Ari
Walk in your party strapped
Two lil' freaks in my lap
Tryna get the key to my house
These bitches must think I'm tender
Heart colder than December
We fuck niggas' bitches
Send 'em back with 'em
All-black trucks tinted up, presidential
Hop out that nigga
Money don't move me, I'm movin' off loyalty
If you show me you loyal, bitch, I love you
You deserve some royalty
One nigga swing, then we all jumpin'
And whoever don't ride gettin' they ass beat
Might as well start runnin'
See, the life I live, you can't be weak
Gotta have a strong stomach
'Cause you might have to walk up
Hit a nigga dead in his head
Leave a nigga layin' in the street
Might get some blood on you, I don't know
Get some blood on your hands
You the type of nigga catch
A charge and sacrifice everybody
Go and put a bug on your man
Tell the police everything
Then show them folks where a nigga stayin'
I can get him knocked off for the free
He be in one spot, he broke, he sweet
Nigga go straight to the booth with his beef
Lyin' on beats, whole time, want peace
All my diamonds watery
Big guns in the car with me
You heard that he shot at who?
Naw, can't be talkin' 'bout me
I'm gettin' too much money to be
Out here beefin' with junkies
Bought two, three cars, I never post 'em
But they fast and they runnin'