Voice of the Park

[Intro]
Its Lil Nephew In this bitch uh-huh
Uhn Uhn Why They Playin' dawg Uhn Uhn
Its Lil nephew in this bitch uh
Dont act dumb cause ill stretch you in this bitch
Uh-huh why they playin' dawg
Im Just a young turnt nigga that be rappin
Im just a young turnt nigga that be stackin
Uh-huh all this bread up
Uh-huh, why they playin', why they playin' dawg
Uh-huh, why they playin', why they playin' dawg
I'm just a young turnt nigga, Im just a young turnt nigga, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Young turn nigga from the trenches, that be rappin
I wanted money, couldn't get a job, so I start trappin
Bro, put that itchy on that bitch, he slide and get it crackin uh
I been stayin' down, layin' low, I just been stackin
Seem like gunshots and bullets flyin' around the city
They want me dead so bad, but they don't wanna get up with me
That nigga, he so sick, broski took his fuckin' 50
We catch him, we gon' kill him, bitch, we active in the biddy

[Verse 1]
Bustin' plays, we be on the road day and night
Bitch, we got them glizzys , fuck we look like, tryna fight
Catch a opp and make his face pop, shit was light
I just put that dirty shit with a bubble in my sprite
I know they want my head, but they ain't got a chance to get me
Broski aim that bitch right at your top like, fuck your kidney
Niggas get on route', don't even shoot y'all niggas skiddy
Y'all want some info on the kid, but I be movin' tricky
Young turn nigga from the park, uh-huh
Went from lam' to rose' to hoppin' out, tryna let it spark, uh-huh
We be in the hood, hot, watchin' out for narcs , uh-huh
Have your gun, you go to twins, we catch you it get dark, uh-huh
Lost three of my homies ain't been the same ever since, uh-huh
Niggass soft, call me by myself, y'all had the tip, uh-huh
Punchin' on your homie in the corner, he a bitch, uh-huh
Ask me, did I diss they homie, nigga, yes, I did, uh-huh
I like bad bitches, fast cars, money all I want, uh-huh
Shoutout to my homies on the 90, they run, uh-huh
Nigga, looking popped your homie died, get you a gun, uh-huh
Turnt the City up, tryna blackball, shit runtz, uh-huh
Trappin', they dead, that's all my twin know
I'll door you cause I can, like, give me that, you ain't my kinfolk
And when we slide, I just be duckin' like a limbo
Bro, suit up, tryn kill you every opp block, know we bent those
We just want some murder, murder, murder, uh-huh
Bout Lil Sonny, bitch, you know we all get to Purging, uh-huh
I want shit on my opps, and have them cryin' all on purpose
Lackin' at that, they left his blood on the surface, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Young turn, nigga, front of trenches, they be rappin
I wanted money, couldn't get a job, so I started trappin
Bro, put that itchy on that bitch, he slide and get it crackin
I been staying' down, layin' low, I just been stackin
Seen like gunshots and bullets flyin' around the city
They want me dead so bad, but they don't wanna get up with me
That nigga, he so sick, broski took his fuckin' 50
We catch him', we gon' kill him, bitch, we active in the bity, uh

[Outro]
It's Lil' Nephew in this bitch, why they play with me
Cause I'll stretch you in this bitch, uh
Why they playin' though? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yop, go