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[Intro] Okay young Chu done grew up Half of the city like who us Freesole like 20 deep, but back then was like two of us Now it's gang gang on your timeline On your timeline [Verse 1: Chulo] Okay young Chu done grew up Half of the city like who us Freesole like 20 deep But back then was like two of us Now it's gang gang on your timeline Had to climb in you tour bus, with you fan base Your card decline, the cop call the line they ain't know who it was (Gah Damn) can't move us After party whipping out Bacardi I ain't thinking bout bird but shout out Jahari Yeah shoutout Woo Bosco ole Rastafari That's bro nem, you gone know him I put that shit on sole nem We in this bitch alone dog like Macaulay Culkin Okay Back then they didn't want me Now look they hitting on me Baby know that I'm finna blow and that's word to my big homies Hey ya know the birds like who knew Hyde Park shoutout to my nigga U2 Y'all remember when y'all heard Chance say that shit on Juke Juke Can’t nobody do it like Chu do, owe [Hook: Chulo] I tried to keep it 100 and they told my ass to beat it They was tweaking But if they show true colors best believe it I had a problems I had doubters, I had haters Fuck it I still got em I tell them the hoes I see you later How come back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Now look nigga, now look nigga [Verse 2: Mfn Melo] Yeah You know I run the show, I produce the vision on sight That’s right Gun hole, how I steady shoot on PIVOT with Mikes For life Your chick wanna hang cause I’m cooler than you That’s life (sheeersh) Double O seven, so you the missions ain’t slight Got savage bonds, golden eye, and damaged lungs Rolling five, for your entertainment, here that hammer come Too legit, you too fool to quit My crew Uber lit That’s Christmas time, celebrate to God praise to getting mine Go get you some Adding up, but you see the difference huh Lump sum, long division, nigga we gone split and run Name ring bell like when dinner done Dig a nigga with them figures, treat my niggas like they kin and nem I’m who they want, they price the flow Ask me for lying up on the low I’m 281-330-8004 Yeah hit me up, won’t give a fuck Just like you did way back when Women just like money, I can’t keep them out my denim man That’s life [Verse 3: AKONIxx] Hold up, Aye Back then looking through the peephole Kick the door open, fuck the G-Code Anything to boost ya boy ego I build you then I drop you like Neyo This America, the land of the negro If I see then I want it, Imma Debo Imma fuck her then I snatch that free soul, nigga Yo, rapping got easy you know how I do the shit Move the bitch by word of mouth, on my Ludacris Who is this? AK a dog how I chew the shit Who’s is this? Chulo pass tree then I boof the shit Freesole done linked up with OD, I’m knew to this I don’t like niggas but these niggas check Like this line too long, I’ll skate till the next round [Hook: Chulo] I tried to keep it 100 and they told my ass to beat it They was tweaking But if they show true colors best believe it I had a problems I had doubters, I had haters Fuck it I still got em I tell them the hoes I see you later How come back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Back then they didn't want me Now look nigga, now look nigga [Outro: Voicemail] Yo Chulo, um where the fuck you been at nigga? Nigga you need to hit me up! Like what the fuck. It’s been like three, two, I don’t know. But uh yeah I miss you nigga. We need to link up. We need to fucking, get to fucking work together. Cause it’s 2017 and we ain’t taking no for an answer