Thirteen

[Intro] Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god [Chorus: Maxo Kream] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping, skipping school, so I had to go to court Thirteen years old, got down with the set Robbing niggas with the tech, my OG's were smoking wet You was running on the court, shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock on Bissonnet [Verse 1: Maxo Kream] I was twelve years old when the cops kicked the door Had the gun to my momma, baby sister on the floor My pops caught a fed case so the jury had to go Had to get it ten toes, as a man I had to grow Had to show my lil brother how to trap and get dough Digiscale with the cup, we was bagging up the dro' One year went by, we was selling out the 'bo Had packs and our straps, we was posted by the store Till my big bro Tu showed me how to get mo' When the weed got slow, showed me how to whip the stone Microwave or the oven, he ain't never use the stove Showed me how to hit licks, he a kick-door pro My cousin Steve Dolla showed me how to break a ho We both flipped Chelsea Jordan, that's a long time ago Finessing lil convo, she make dough pronto Robbing niggas, selling drugs, getting money, all I know A lot of y'all bluffing, I'm pimping, y'all cuffing Same bitch, you be loving be sucking and fucking She ain't got no money then we not discussing I'm shooting up niggas, no fighting, no fussing Seen niggas get killed over making assumptions The pistol I'm clutching, this gun ain't for nothing My mom know I'm evil so she call me Punken Been fucked up, corrupted since I was a youngin' [Chorus: Maxo Kream] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping, skipping school, so I had to go to court Thirteen years old, got down with the set Robbing niggas with the tech, my OG's smoking wet You was running on the court, shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock on Bissonnet [Verse 2: Maxo Kream] I was only thirteen when a nigga tried to jack I was trapping on a bike, it was for a twenty sack Served the nigga through the gate, but I shouldn't done that He only gave me two dollars, ran off with the sack Nigga had me fucked up so I came right back Every day on his block, posted in the cul-de-sac Ran up on the nigga, shut him down, took his packs Just pistol whip the nigga, I didn't even shoot the strap Tall tee, du-rag, Astros fitted cap I was fighting in school, every day I had SAC Couple years went by, started busting off gats Had to move to Fort Bend, didn't know how to act Every day still came to the SWAT with the crips With Lyndo and Lil Jordan, smoking dro, hitting licks I was plotting every day for a scheme to get rich Big Madu and Ali made this Kream Clicc shit Never switched up my clique, never switched up my crips Every lick that we hit was quick cash just to flip Doing petty ass shit on the dream to get rich Now I'm moving them bills, came from just half a zip Never trust a dumb bitch, don't put ass before chips You get killed if you slip, keep that thing on your hip Side talk from your lip, leave you dead in a ditch Went from robbing for kicks, now we robbing for bricks [Chorus: Maxo Kream] Thirteen years old when I jumped off the porch Y'all was playing Playstation, I was playing with the torch You got a whooping with a belt, I was whipping with the fork I was trapping, skipping school, so I had to go to court Thirteen years old got down with the set Robbing niggas with the tech, my OG's were smoking wet You was running on the court, shooting shots at the net I was running up in spots with the Glock on Bissonnet