Текст Lil Berete – Sixteen

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain’t lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah

Always tell me that they loved me, paranoid, ain’t no cuffin’
‘Cause I came up from the basement, now my pockets huntin’, yeah
I was strugglin’, I was buggin’, I was livin’ with my cousin
Holla Maja ’cause he don’t sell my soul, no Illuminati, yeah
I been sleepin’ at the trap, ain’t got time frontin’ new clothes
Ridin’ around in the Rolls, we blowin’ gas, I’m talkin’ smokin’ Ghost
I might head up to the coast, I’m just tryna see some more
Baby girl, she love my lingo, she wanna talk some more
Brazy chain, bling on like woah
Ain’t no red light, I just see the green then I go
Mama told me slow down, fourteen, here I go
Shit got real, I seen shot, fifteen, here I go
I’m still savin’ for a Mas’, yeah

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain’t lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah
I done put them G’s up on my jeans and my socks
I was just a teen on the block, in these streets, yeah, it cost, man
On the block, I was ridin’, bullets poppin’, yeah, no dodgin’
Now I’m lovin’ all this money, and I came up off of nothin’

Had to starve, boy, I was complainin’
There was enough time to fix it
I was down, man, for so long
Now I’m goin’ up like my digits
Life’s two much in the streets, they miss me
Had no love from my sisters
Writin’ a check, oh I kept fighting
Gave a buck to my sisters
Never gonna stop until these hunnids reach the ceiling
Yeah
I got problems in the hood, I see they needy
They not ride-or-die, yeah, my vision’s turnin’ 3D
I still hear them sirens, gotta stay up out here feedin’
I be honest ’bout my friends, they tryna envy
I’m countin’ double digits ’cause I’m tired of stackin’ pennies
Who’s gonna hold it down when shit get real, niggas hate me
Where I’m from niggas junk, this music came to save me, yeah, yeah

At sixteen had a Glock
Seventeen, homies dropped, yeah
I gotta get up in my dreams, I ain’t lost
I chase green like a boss and I get cheese, no deposit, yeah
I done put them G’s up on my jeans and my socks
I was just a teen on the block, in these streets, yeah, it cost, man
On the block, I was ridin’, bullets poppin’, yeah, no dodgin’
Now I’m lovin’ all this money, and I came up off of nothin’
Dark night, couldn’t see shit, now my days sunny

Always tell me that they loved me, paranoid, ain’t no cuffin’
‘Cause I came up from the basement, now my pockets huntin’, yeah
I was strugglin’, I was buggin’, I was livin’ with my cousin
Holla Maja ’cause he don’t sell my soul, no Illuminati, yeah