Never Folded Up

[Intro]
(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)

[Chorus]
I used to pray for the bag, now I'm blowin' it
You don't know I got it, when it's problems, then I'm blowin' it
Hit a nigga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
Used to rob niggas for the 'bows, hit the road with it
Now we up in Nieman's spending pape', people knowin' us
You ain't never pulled up to the trenches, you can't roll with us
Nigga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
Real solid nigga to the core, never folded up

[Verse 1]
You ever took a loss, then it hurt your soul?
Asked my nigga Cheese for the sauce, hе told me, "Hit that road"
I had to cut lil' Scoochie off 'cause hе broke that code
Paranoid, I ain't know his car, just shot my cousin Lo
Nigga said fuck my homie, got me in that mode
Pull up to his block, I'm still sprayin' when he hit the floor
Took a gamble on my life just to get them 'bows
I been sippin' lean on the daily, I ain't got no cold
Wheeze a sleazy nigga, keep it quiet, he'll wipe your nose
We ain't worried 'bout the net 'cause them niggas trolls
Fuck them niggas up the street, all them niggas hoes
Real niggas know you faking 'cause them views low

[Chorus]
I used to pray for the bag, now I'm blowin' it
You don't know I got it, when it's problems, then I'm blowin' it
Hit a nigga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
Used to rob niggas for the 'bows, hit the road with it
Now we up in Nieman's spending pape', people knowin' us
You ain't never pulled up to the trenches, you can't roll with us
Nigga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
Real solid nigga to the core, never folded up

[Verse 2]
Yeah, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
Real solid nigga to the core, I never folded up
Every time I hit the county, never rolled it up
I got stacks in my pocket, I can't fold 'em up
Yeah, I'm on some new shit
Keep on sneak dissin', that's gon' get your whole crew hit
Big forty-one, my pendants emerald, this my new kit
Glock 23 with airholes, this my new blick
I'll turn a nigga block into a news clip
Big body Benz, we roadrunnin' in a cruise ship
My niggas ready for whatever, they'll shoot shit
HME FOD, don't know no new shit

[Chorus]
I used to pray for the bag, now I'm blowin' it
You don't know I got it, when it's problems, then I'm blowin' it
Hit a nigga top with big chop, leave a hole in it
Used to rob niggas for the 'bows, hit the road with it
Now we up in Nieman's spending pape', people knowin' us
You ain't never pulled up to the trenches, you can't roll with us
Nigga, you got diamonds on your wrist, you better hold it up
Real solid nigga to the core, never folded up