​my lil pow lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck
I run with my fye, I can't throw my lil' pow
Come to the dead end, you see me right now
They searchin' around, had to lay on the ground
If you make a sound, then we gon' get found
Slide on the trap, then I'm takin' your pounds
Free my lil' brudda, every day he locked down-
*Gunshot*
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[Verse]
Take that boy down, 'cause he flex he got B-roll
In my lil' hood I be villain, not hero
Take some sh*t down, and they can't even find me like Nemo
I want my B-roll with a whole lotta' zero
Takе off his top tryna' peek his lil' head thru' the peephole
I rеally take out yo' people, I really take out yo' people
Take that boy down and I trade him to the pawn shop, you can't get yo' diamond back
n*gga should've put a GPS on his blicks, ain't no finding that
Come to the hood this sh*t like GTA, know a n*gga life too wild
Put a beat right in front of me, just like my clothes, I can go switch my style
When I pop out to the function, they say, "Why you sound like that?", my zaza too loud
Oh you got racks? I draw down with a pow'
Check me right now, I got blick' on me now
Let a n*gga take some from you without no fye, boy you a b*tch, uh
Too much fye, I ain't trading no blicks'
Fine sh*t wanna put sticks in her pics
n*gga think he stain man, turn him to a running man
Best shootin' skills, I shoot with my dumping hand
n*gga want smoke with Phat, aim at his pumpkin then
n*gga tired of goin' on licks, touch some money then
When in a drive-by, shoot with my other hand
Blicks in the back we got beef wit' lil buddy them
12 tryna pursuit, cut up on 'nem
Free my lil brudda' them, f*ck
These n*gga vapin' cause that's not exotic
I don't do sh*t but post up with blicks, I need a hobby
And if they catch me, you know I be smiling
f*ck
[Chorus]
I run with my fye, I can't throw my lil' pow
Come to the dead end, you see me right now
They searchin' around, had to lay on the ground
If you make a sound, then we gon' get found
Slide on the truck, then I'm takin' your pounds
Free my lil' brudda, every day he locked down
Turn on the flashlights, you get on the ground
Walk down on me, I got drop on right now
Run down on me, I got blick' on me now

[Outro]
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