The Return of Kyle Watson - Young Roddy

I still shoot spalding, that’s my first love

And its motherfuck the judge, gave my nigga the dub

I know a few niggas got rich by selling drugs

Jack a lame nigga, tell him get it in blood

And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden

It’s rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother

My man Killa Kev he’ll kill for nothing

Bitch so bad you can look but don’t stare

And here’s another hit from me and my nigga Blair

I’m moving on up without no stairs

I wonder where would I be without my scale

They say them real niggas dead or in jail

Had a pocket full of dead prez running from twelve

I ask my dog is there a heaven or a hell

They said I think too much, but they ain’t thinking enough

I tried to sell a little weed but I was blazin' it up

But that was back when my mans had to pee in a cup

I think my first girl left cuz I wasn’t making enough

My older cousin used to fight me but that made me tough

I still shoot spalding, that’s my first love

And its motherfuck the judge, gave my nigga the dub

I know a few niggas got rich by selling drugs

Jack a lame nigga, tell him get it in blood

And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden

It’s rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother

My man Killa Kev he’ll kill for nothing

This time I’m going for the gusto, it’s all or nothing

It’s hot down south, but I still be cooling

I’d probably play Kyle Watson if my life was a movie

And even in the drought I was trapping, keeping it moving

No exaggeration, they told me don’t rush greatness

Fuck chasing bitches I’d rather chase that paper

I’m top five dead or alive no debatin'

I’m tryna stay sane, this world will drive you crazy

I’m a good kid, but got a long list of haters

And 365 everyday payday

Empty a whole clip for nigga AJ

Yea I paint pictures like that nigga JJ

I got them young niggas grinding like that nigga Ray Ray

Like OG Bobby Johnson, them niggas ain’t playing

Yea I used to be that nigga selling nickel bags

It’s us against the world, just me and my lady

There’s no days off yea I hustle daily

But my bitch so bad you can look but don’t stare

And here’s another hit from me and my nigga Blair

I still shoot spalding, that’s my first love

And its motherfuck the judge, gave my nigga the dub

I know a few niggas got rich by selling drugs

Jack a lame nigga, tell him get it in blood

And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden

It’s rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother

My man Killa Kev he’ll for nothing