RED SUPREME SWEATER

Yeah
Look at how you made me uh

[Hook]

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me do

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me uh

[Verse 1]

Phone calls with the homies
Cell phones was prepaid
Fuckin' with that Auto-Tune
In school they'd call me T-Pain

I was out at Metzger 7th, 8th grade
I met CDav, me, him, Koran, and E-A
Our teacher be like BEHAVE

This shit's a marathon, run with the nine like it's a relay
Was smokin' dope with D-George and them HXGG niggas in 10th grade
I felt like 11, that's when shit started to get strange
I threw the cap like Shmurda, and it ain't came down to this day

I was so ecstatic that day that ****** had just got out of jail
That nigga a real blood, that nigga'll never tell
When I was young, I wanna be like him, cause he was catchin' fades
Threw on them gloves and felt like Odell Beckham started catchin' plays

I felt like I lost my soul, Frankie Bev was in a Maze
Fentanyl and Adderall, I ain't slept in four days
Then I started snappin', I was right back to my old ways
TRoy back from Paso swear them opps gon' have a long day

[Hook]

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me do

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me do

Look

[Verse 2]

We really do this, got a lineage of shooters
My cousin told me that we could not be cousins if I do this
Cause then I'm a walk in Target, a walking target for some losers
So we keep an anonymity, to amnesty the crew up

How I live like politicians, I keep pole and get nominated
Random donations from different dealers and occupations
First turn up the city, that'll make enough my niggas make it
Then it turned to niggas plotting total world domination

I was in them rentals, road running was my occupation
In between them cities, service spotty than a dalmatian
Serving like a doctor, couple fiends, a couple loyal patients
No airbags in this bucket, gotta drive it patient (TALK THAT SHIT)

Used to eyeball well, sold so much I don't need a scale
Told niggas keep the change like wishing wells, and wished them well
Y'all was live on Periscope, that pack came on a parasail

Plug became my best friend
He know D'Shaun very well
He know Bishop very well
He know TRoy very well

Starting up a movement, now this shit just getting scarier
I run with my dogs like the Staffordshire Terrier
Rest in peace to Grams
They buried me when they had buried her (rest in peace Grams)

Now I don't give a fuck about no opp shit, it's not this (fuck yall)
Targeted by police cause we smoking posting chopsticks (fuck yall)
Even had a pig follow niggas on St. Mary's strip, (FUCK YALL)
Pulled me over, then turned off that camera, that's some scary shit

Asked if we've been smoking, I'm like, "oink nigga, you know this."
Somehow beat all the charges, lawyer 20/20 focus
So I'm focused, spent some days in jail, but I ain't do no long stint
Soon as I got out, threw on them chains and fucked a bad bitch

Soon as I got out, I'm at the spot, I ordered mad shit
Then I hit the store and shorty copped the boy like 5 fits (Wow)
I be on that slime shit, did some do or die shit
Only hop outs, them boys don't do no drive-by's n' shit
(DOOP DOOP DOOP)

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me do

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
This how Daddy raised me
This is what the streets made

This how Momma raised me
This is what the streets made
Look at how you made me
Look what you made me do

R-Y-L-T-Y shit you know what I'm sayin