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"Uncle Bull" lyrics by YOUNG RODDY
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"Uncle Bull"

[Singing:] I wanna be with you

Plottin' on some mils what I'm thinking bout
Ain't too many niggas from my hood made it out
And me I'm trying to pick the safest route
That's gonna get me out that spot when them niggas will take you out for nothing
So I am gonna give it all I got, this little nigga out the mud done mclimbed his way to the top
And I can eyeball bout an ounce, I don't need no clock
And even when I gave my all they told me that that wasn't squat
So it's mother fuck the critics and I can't forget them cops cause they kill one of my niggas
Around here it's do or die, the mission is try to stay alive you know survive
But no hard time never hurt no brother like I
Coulda swore I heard them sirens, got me peekin out my blinds
I still want my piece of mind, cause my piece of da pie
In broad day light they makin niggas get down, like when that cash hit the floor a stripper ass hit the ground
I ain't tryna judge, girl it's all peace and love
Might spot me on that block before you find me in the club
It's free my nigga slim, rest in peace to Uncle Bull
I'm still knocking on wood hoping I don't go wooden
I hold my own, and that's a good look
Loadin' up in my castle, schemin on these crooks
Granny told me read scriptures from that good book
And surely I try, probably why I'm still alive
Mami wanna be down, be married to the mob
And hold a nigga stash, girl that comes with the job
But lately a nigga been feeling bad vibes, probably why I'm gettin mad high
Do more than enough to get by
Shit not quite cause I'm still on the flight
And you know short days, long nights nigga
And you know I'm tryna get my money right nigga
And she know, it's beast mode every time
And I know, round 2 she tappin out
And I know I'm way too young to settle down
So fuck it I'm playin it single for a while
And I'm way too fly for her to be afraid of heights
And I'm way too smart to make the same mistake twice
So til I crap out I be rollin like dice
I can make a cool mil on a hot summer night
Word to my Grandma Rose that I'm nice
And if gettin bread is wrong, then fuck bein right, word
Fuck bein right, if gettin bread is wrong then fuck bein right

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