I'm From Fruits lyrics

by

F.T. Hop Out


[Verse 1:]
I pulled up in a honda, until a n*gga crashed it
Got it off craigslist and tried to get my cash back
Pulled up in my b*tch sh*t, got that sh*t tooken
Tried to pass on a rollie till the police tried to book me
10 bands in yo face n*gga? whatchu doing with it?
If they offer me a mill? I just made a mill n*gga
I remember being broke, get it how I live n*gga
Till I turned to the block and asked it for a mill n*gga
If you couldn't feed yoself you wasn't worth sh*t
You worser than a sprung b*tch chasing good di*k
Never one up on yo list, in the hood still as sh*t
I be saggin up the 4 when I'm wildin' in the 6
Like blood n*ggas, b*tch made, switch type
I had to work with a few n*ggas that I dislike
And I ain't signin' with nobody 'less the chips right
Don't wanna f*ck with nina cause that brazy b*tch ain't nice
b*tch I'm from fruits, no mercy when I'm shootin'
And I'm from the land where it's no new recruitions

[Hook:]
f*ck with the same n*ggas from when I started this sh*t cause you f*ck with new n*ggas you losin'
b*tch I'm from fruits, I don't f*ck with the n*ggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless

[Verse 2:]
b*tch I'm from fruits, then I pulled out the Lexus, the ES 300, I'm cruisin' (cruisin')
When I see 50 thousand they might as well make me a movie
b*tch I'm from fruits
Territory of the shooters, homies on call but I don't call until it's over
The same ones dissed me is the ones who tryin' smoke
When they seen me in that camp man they thought it was over
It's like I bounced back from a Benz to a Rover
Stickin' to the motto never let money control us
n*gga I'm from fruits where I lost a couple soldiers
Don't play with that gun if you know you can't hold it
Loyal to the block, got it tatted so I showed it
Got up on my sh*t cause I heard I wasn't focused

[Hook 2:]
f*ck with the same n*ggas from when I started this sh*t cause you f*ck with new n*ggas you losin'
b*tch I'm from fruits, I don't f*ck with the n*ggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless

[Verse 3:]
Don't be playin' with me, I seen the money comin' in so I ran with it
I broke bread with a couple n*ggas who banged wit me
Shoulda let em starve cause them n*ggas ain't do the same with me
Watch the way I do it, I was hoppin out the Buick
Rosecrans and Wilmington you know that's where I started
Lookin out the door on west maple by the cedars
But 400 block peaches where I started for a reason
Is you splurgin' for a b*tch n*gga? that's the question I'ma ask blood
Bangin' ain't the same cause all these n*gggas startin' to act blood
Came by myself, the same n*gga never changed up
The n*ggas feelin' bodied is the n*ggas who done switched up
Everybody takin' chances for the money, it's a come up if you get it
If you don't just stay with it, I done ran into some n*ggas who been down for bout 50
I got homies doin' time wishing I could have em with me

[Hook:]
b*tch I'm from fruits, I don't f*ck with the n*ggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless
b*tch I'm from fruits, b*tch I'm from fruits
I don't f*ck with the n*ggas who runnin' they mouth bout the shootins'
Get to baggin' and taggin', I'm reckless, I'm young and I'm ruthless
b*tch I'm from fruits

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