Kofi, Noodah05 - In Here lyrics

First off
(Nines made a mess)

Let's have a moment of silence for all
Of our brothers we lost this year
I turned my G-Shock into an Audemars
I'm gonna floss this year
She want a pic with a nigga 'cause
She see that my diamonds shining
I told her, "No", 'cause
These women be eating
These bitches be dining
(Damn)
But I was a dog for real (Woof)
Order girls to my crib like it's Postmates
(Frrtt)
I was door dashing
She was soul snatching and the second
She done told her go away
(Cut, cut, cut, cut)
I knew that I couldn't keep her
The shordie shе came with
More drama than Broadway
(Damn)
The city I comе from don't
Care about the law
These niggas be shooting in broad day
(Doo doo, doo doo)
You told me to kick rocks (Yeah)
So don't ask why my foots bloody
(Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
Before I was popping in
Eighty-one countries you
Know that the hood loved me
(Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now my Rollie don't tick-tock (Yeah)
I ain't got it from hood money (Nah)
I stay on the same block in the same hood
With the same crodies ain't
Shit funny like damn

I run to a bag, nigga
Then fuck it up with my bros in here
With the same gang, nigga, it's all friends
Ain't no foes in here
You getting mad, nigga, come try me
Ain't no hoes in here
I'm getting cash, nigga, stay hungry
On ten toes in here
I pull up with John Cena tints
Yves Saint Laurent on my shit
Dom Pérignon on my lips
I could tsunami your bitch
I run to a bag nigga then fuck
It up with my bros in here
I'm getting cash, nigga, stay hungry
On ten toes in here

I run up a bag in a drought (Yeah)
Don't know why he scared
(Don't know why he scared)
I put the game on the map (Yeah)
I ain't never failed, I ain't never said
I'ma leave my brothers
We down 'til the end got summers in
Made a thousand dollars off of narcotics back
Then we was getting the bundles in
(Yeah)
Bro had caught the ball and got that
Sac and he didn't fumble then
(Got the sac)
Thuggin' on my own, jumped in the streets
I'm in the lions den
If you plug, we buyers then
She won't fuck, I'll buy her friend
Them shots went off and then he hesitated
So we fly his friend

I run to a bag, nigga
Then fuck it up with my bros in here
With the same gang, nigga, it's all friends
Ain't no foes in here
You getting mad, nigga, come try me
Ain't no hoes in here
I'm getting cash, nigga, stay hungry
On ten toes in here
I pull up with John Cena tints
Yves Saint Laurent on my shit
Dom Pérignon on my lips
I could tsunami your bitch
I run to a bag nigga then fuck
It up with my bros in here
I'm getting cash, nigga, stay hungry
On ten toes in here