Real Bad Man, Boldy James - Held Me Down lyrics

Where we at? Let's get it

On hell block, playin' hot
Potato, in the kitchen
Tryna re-rock a bagel
It come to bitches, you know I got a stable
My project bitch ain't got no
Cable or no washer-dryer
Three, four kids, can't cook a lick
But this ho hot as fire
My other chick, she got some priors
Family from the boonies
Love my dirty Fruit of the Loomies
I love it when she moon me
Ain't talked to Spoony in a minute
Know we good money
Hood love me, played the hand I was dealt
Ain't talkin' gin rummy
My income be comin' in sevеn different ways
Type of nigga marriеd to the
Streets and never been engaged
Sawed-off, pump, or twenty-gauge
(Front and center stage)
Magazine hold a fifty-clip
Don't make me flip the page
Been in them shootouts close range
I been in them raids
Been afraid to give a bitch my
All 'cause I done been betrayed
I can recall bein' broke
Niggas sendin' shade
I microwave that dope on sixty seconds
Call it Minute Maid

Ayy, I can remember once or twice
When niggas held me down
Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet
Don't fail me now"
Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps
So ain't no differences to reconcile

G7 GD, scalin' blow with DeeDee on the SEB
I popped my first Barbie doll with Gigi
Plugged in from Six Mile and
Hoover Street to Greenleaf
Bo J really be thuggin' off
Of Cooper Street with Riri
Deep East in the trenches where police
Kickin' screens off the hinges
All the fiends bangin' needles and syringes
Down in Pensacola with the Sinaloa, sendin'
Bricks of yola to Dakota
You a silver spoon-fed Ricky Schroder
Screamin', "Free my lil' nigga Gio
He a pill-gritter"
RIP my young nigga, he was a real killer
Slidin' with the Glick through the slums
Know they feel bitter
Life's a bitch, she must got me sprung
'cause I'm still with her

Ayy, I can remember once or twice
When niggas held me down
Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet
Don't fail me now"
Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps
So ain't no differences to reconcile
I can remember once or twice
When niggas held me down
Tapdancin' on the work, thinkin', "Feet
Don't fail me now"
Drug Zonin' from McNichols back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps
So ain't no differences to reconcile