Word Around Town (feat. Rich Homie Quan) Lyrics

My Daily Conversation, it consist of hustle
Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle
Shining don't want pop it off its on the muscle
Police is harassing don't want see us come up
Cause word around town they gone check the move
Word around town I flick my neck with juice
Word around town me and yo ex is cool
And if you broke
Then you know damn well I can't stand next to you
Word around town

Shot the studio I brought the pressure through the bottle
Brought my dog Truck up he ain't do nothing about it
Section that they love to rep I'm clutching all around it
I could keep a secret and your bitch know all about it
Bread winner 100, taking road trips out to Houston
You was fucking off with the pill game
Im in Carolina distributing
Late nights just me and Eazy we was tackling a few zombies
Pray to God he free all my niggas and I hate to see 'em in bondage
My daddy taught me how to get it back
Nigga trappin in the dope game
How you a legend to a street nigga, you ain't never sell cocaine
Brian Hughes on [?] buying everything that I bring
Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol
That you know you wasn't goin' to slang

California, Red, White, and Blue
But I'm not a fan of no Clippers
Clip to the ground, gunna back in town
Nigga whip down he might clip you
Fuckin' with a bitch out in Baltimore
I got a shooter all out in Maryland
Went to jail all in Chicago
Imma die about it get at me
In Cook county you can ask about me
Imma gangsta nigga whats happenin?
I was trying get another lil shoulder plate
Back when kush snuck me into Paris
Stayed online no jacking off I'm a real nigga no rap
Young nigga but I'm old school be with OGs no laggin
Shoulder bust them older cats
In the game of life I mastered
Either learn fast or ya die young being foolish end in disaster
Why focus hard on another nigga
When you could provide for your family
And anything it don't add to you
Most likely only subtract it