Hotboii, Pooh Shiesty - Malcolm X lyrics

Hotboii [Javarri Latre Walker] Orlando, Florida. U.S.

Pooh Shiesty [Lontrell Williams] Memphis, Tennessee.U.S.

[Hotboii, Pooh Shiesty - Malcolm X lyrics]

(Ayy, yo, Odyssee, Bandito go too hard)

Listenin' to Malcolm X make me
Feel like I'm a Muslim
Yeah, I love the Zoe and Tank
And Bleed like them my brothers
They taught me shit my daddy didn't
My mama couldn't where I come from
You had to did it before you
Put it in your raps i can't even put on no
Fitted, all these niggas, they be cap
I just be runnin' with the
Glizzy, we got ARs, we got MACs
I ain't tryna catch no feelings
Hope no strings don't get attached
On my back, I put my city
I'm gon' carry 'em 'til I can't

Put 'em on my back, carry 'em 'til I can't
Shit run in my genes
I'm inherited to them racks
GCM, just for Lil Wolph
You already know what's up
I just copped me two ARs
I'm gon' run down with both of 'em
They act like it's smoke or somethin'
I better not catch 'em chokin' up
You see me, I'm blowin' up, yeah
That's what I be focused for
Don't tell me that you in love with me
I ain't the only one
I got lil' YGs who love to scheme
They always up to somethin'
I say go get it done, they get it done today
No, ain't no one-on-ones
My niggas love to spray
I say go get it done, they get it done today
No, ain't no one-on-ones, my
Niggas love to spray, yeah

Listenin' to Malcolm X make me
Feel like I'm a Muslim
Yeah, I love the Zoe and Tank
And Bleed like them my brothers
They taught me shit my daddy didn't
My mama couldn't where I come from
You had to did it before you
Put it in your raps i can't even put on no
Fitted, all these niggas, they be cap
I just be runnin' with the
Glizzy, we got ARs, we got MACs
I ain't tryna catch no feelings
Hope no strings don't get attached
On my back, I put my city
I'm gon' carry 'em 'til I can't

The heat with me while I perform
'cause everybody ain't no fan
Niggas prayed on my downfall
It fucked them up I got them bands
I seen the plot before he tried me
So I upped and got to sprayin'
Might go Draco out the coupe
I had to shoot it with one hand
We was just fucked up in South Memphis
Didn't think I would make it out
Didn't have no bed all the way to eighteen
I was sleepin' on the couch
I put two niggas on 13
So I went missing for a while
Convicted felon at eleven
Always been a problem child
My members gon' get active sober
Don't need pills, weed, or liquor
And that was me, I take the credit
I gave that M to my lil' nigga
I'm still the same man when I'm behind
Or in front of that trigger
Just like my bitch
It keep gettin' badder as I
Get bigger and bigger
Shiesty put on for the young niggas that
Feel trapped and in the streets
I'm on the block like
Antetokounmpo, for the bucks
Leave you deceased
We hear no evil, see no evil
They can't ask and I ain't speak
Soft twenty thousand on your head
Less than a week it's RIP

Listenin' to Malcolm X make me
Feel like I'm a Muslim
Yeah, I love the Zoe and Tank
And Bleed like them my brothers
They taught me shit my daddy didn't
My mama couldn't where I come from
You had to did it before you
Put it in your raps i can't even put on no
Fitted, all these niggas, they be cap
I just be runnin' with the
Glizzy, we got ARs, we got MACs
I ain't tryna catch no feelings
Hope no strings don't get attached
On my back, I put my city
I'm gon' carry 'em 'til I can't

Until I can't, can't no more
Carry 'em 'til I can't, 'til I can't no more
'Til I can't no more

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