Neighborhood Starz (Explicit) - Rylo Rodriguez/Lil Baby/Kevin Gates
Lyrics by:Ryan Adams/Dominique Jones/Kevin Gilyard/Adil Shingaliyev/Louie Lewis
Composed by:Ryan Adams/Dominique Jones/Kevin Gilyard/Adil Shingaliyev/Louie Lewis
Produced by:TsunamiSoSlime/Louiejlewis
You goin' on hits for a mice 'cause he's M's up
'Cause he's M's up
I'm sneakin' pictures when we link I won't film her
I won't film her
You shot lil' bro and paralyzed 'em but he slimmed up
These green rocks took a pink one like Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
You 30 plus hangin' with some teens
Heard you beefin' with some lil' boys
They be shootin' from all the way down the street
You really got to be on they cars
They can spin like every five months literally
Phone billa but I got millions right here in my notes
Hurt me so much I ain't cut 'em off you know he DM my ho
They tryna link 'fore he got merked shawty dropped my lo'
I'm standin' for everybody problems heart go through the most shit
You be hatin' on the niggas from the same team who your coach is?
Fuck what the city I share a nigga music help promote them
I know lil' bruh and them have real smoke when I posted
Rapper turn rat I can hear the squealin' in his vocals
He say your name then you make bro shot tellin'
Shot tellin'
Six feet but the P90 5'7
I miss your voice baby
I miss your voice
Still got those gifts you gave me
I knew you got choice
She ain't even keep it
She had a kid when we was beefin' broke me to pieces
I liked my brother girl picture all of 'em my nieces
You was out single when my foot shoulders could head tapped 'em
You shootin' guns but tellin' guys that they shed a hat
Right now I can't go to Mobile I still do charity
I knew I won't rap my junior year put me on check D
I still won't know where a nigga be if it wasn't for Dominique
From the bloodsheds sometimes you play both sides of beef
Bruh said you wasn't but you're in it just like Bunna B
Told 'em open the door can't let down the window 'cause this a BP
I flashed on her 'bout a freak man you is me
You know the money don't make you you 'post to make the money
It don't cost a dime to keep it real
So many died in the field
So many got countless years
But it is what it is
Shit all Gs when it need to be
What matter the most?
Bruh have a ticket and mama count just for the medicine
Bruh had laced now he Twitch Streamer University
I won't be in the same with no snitch I'm gon' get nervous
I shed no feelin' when Lulu die even though that hurt me
13,000 hours help a man get a reception to come and see
Went through a lot of losses when showin' love to the wrong people
Finally found out you're alone or you figure out you ain't lonely
Makin' no excuses you're proven that you don't want me
This go out to everybody suffferin' in silence
I was taught the gangsta way we deal with that with violence