Gratata

My dad was a hustler
Standin’ on the block, sellin’ dope
It wa’ none’ to us
Pull up on yo block and ya know I bust
Forgiatto sittin’ underneath my brand new Bentley truck
Pull up to the trappin’, they like what the ♥♥♥♥
♥♥♥♥ 12, ♥♥♥♥ the police, they ain’t none’ to us
SOD the gang and my gun I trust
Pull up on yo block and let it bust