Lul Bob - Misfit lyrics

I done put my all into this shit, yeah
I done put my all into this shit
I done put my all into this shit, yeah
I done put my all into this shit, what?
I done put my all into this shit

I done put my all into this shit, yeah
I can't let them call me a misfit, yeah
(No no)
I done put my all into this shit (Yeah)
Came up back then, niggas use to hit licks
Yeah
(Go)
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah (Yeah)
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah
Runnin' up that money got paper in my vision
Went and got a bag, got missin', yeah

If you want money, fuck nigga better listen
Went and got a Glock with extensions, yeah
(Boom)
My Glock on me to protect thеse racks
I done robbed a lot of niggas
And thеy won't get back
Came a long way from broke
And I won't go back
Ain't no more sleeping on the damn floor mat
Got my momma out the hood, told her
"Don't go back"
I'ma be okay, ain't no toe tag
Got my Glock, bust 40 and the bitch bust fast
I remember we was down, we was down so bad
Ridin' in a Suburban with a whole stolen tag
Blue and white lights, boy, you
Better hit the dash
Yeah
Go fast, yeah
Swervin', swervin', no, don't crash
Then I got out, boy, I can't go back
My Mama 'ould be so mad

I done put my all into this shit, yeah
I can't let them call me a misfit, yeah
(No no)
I done put my all into this shit (Yeah)
Came up back then, niggas use to hit licks
Yeah
(Go)
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah (Yeah)
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah
Runnin' up that money got paper in my vision
Went and got a bag, got missin', yeah

Them niggas, they be hatin' on me
Why they hatin on me? I'm only 19
Boy you 'bout 30 talking down on a nigga
Don't play, young nigga got a
.9 on me, nigga
Yeah
Yeah, I keep that iron on me, nigga
Everything right here gonna be
Fine lil' nigga
'Cause I told my Mama that I'm coming home
Yeah, got them bullets
They be flying like a drone
Yeah, young nigga get to
Runnin' in your home
That's some shit we would do back then
Runnin' with them motherfuckers like
The PAC 10
With the MAC 10, we a chop a nigga back off
Yeah
Yeah, coming from the raw
Yeah, lil' Mama suck me down like a straw
Yeah, these niggas get to
Choppin' like a saw
Yeah, I done served that hard
And the motherfuckin' soft
Now I just give to Stacks to get it off
Ridin' 'round got clientele to get it off
Everybody wants to live this life
Want to sell this dope but
Don't know what it cost

I done put my all into this shit, yeah
I can't let them call me a misfit, yeah
I done put my all into this shit
Came up back then, niggas use to hit licks
Yeah
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah
I done moved on to some big shit, yeah
Runnin' up that money got paper in my vision
Went and got a bag, got missin', yeah