​motherland lyrics

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tdf



[Intro]
Okay!
I've never even been to Saks! I've never been to-

[Hook]
It get nasty in the trenches
It get nasty in the jungle (Okay!)
You had that bag, but you fumbled
We got them sticks, n*gga, like it's West Africa
Whole gang blicked, we comin' after ya
I ain't from here, I'm from the motherland (Okay!)
Oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand
You gon' stay little if you don't expand
If I- if I tell it to you, you won't understand
Gimme all yo sh*t, n*gga, on command (Okay!)
I ain't Martin, but I had a dream
I ain't wanna follow shorty, so I took her self-esteem
FN- FN pistol get to bussin'
I can't front no morе, I really done came from nothin'

[Verse]
Had to movе a couple n*ggas out my way 'cause they strugglin'
And I told that pus*y n*gga watch yo tone, who the f*ck he cussin'?
n*ggas turnin' fake
That's a thot, I ain't take her on a date
I see 12, n*gga, then I'm jumpin' gates
With a freaky ho, we f*ck to Kevin Gates
I'ma- I'ma- I'ma snake that n*gga if he run up on me
She got bad vibes, she can't come up on me
And she smack her pus*y, sound like macaroni
I was down bad and sh*t, by my lonely
But I turned to thr33, I'm the one and only
I ain't want that b*tch 'cause she f*ckin' bony
When I touch some bread, it's a testimony
I'm the top tier, you can stay below me
Bro, you, you... caught me at Saks? Caught me at Saks? I'm- (Okay!)
[Hook]
It get nasty in the trenches
It get nasty in the jungle (Okay!)
You had that bag, but you fumbled
We got them sticks, n*gga, like it's West Africa
Whole gang blicked, we comin' after ya
I ain't from here, I'm from the motherland (Okay!)
Oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand
You gon' stay little if you don't expand
If I- if I tell it to you, you won't understand
Gimme all yo sh*t, n*gga, on command (Okay!)
I ain't Martin, but I had a dream
I ain't wanna follow shorty, so I took her self-esteem
FN- FN pistol get to bussin'
I can't front no more, I really done came from nothin'

[Outro]
It was hard times, but a young n*gga always make a way
n*gga- n*gga, it's a struggle, I was thinkin' what my meal for the next day (Gang, gang)
I been sayin' free my brothers 'cause they locked up in the county (Gang)
If a n*gga put some bread on yo head, okay, that's a bounty (Gang)
Okay!
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