Lyrics Bulletproof - Addison , Lex Aura , Mozzy

Yeah
I just [?] both ways
I had to do it for a gold chain
Now im always looking both ways
But fuck tuckin in my gold chain
Don't judge me on what i had to do
(Yeah)
I be whippin down the avenue
(Yeah)
Like that we're bulletproof
(Yeah)
I'm just tryna make some revenue
(Yeah)
Had to get it it from the mob
Fore i started ballin
You aint seen the struggle how i really saw it
Know i'm from the hood how we do your mags grimey
Four. five. just in case a hoe try me
Stack the bands up
Yea im hood rich
I could never trust no
Hood bitch
Ride or die for me
I keep those mags by me
I always sat with the trigger right beside me
Whippin down the street bumpin Pimp C
(Na)
Momma always trippen, but she believe
(Na)
Still up on the block, but im counting james
(Na)
Shooters from the hood really holdin me down
I just [?] both ways
I had to do it for a gold chain
Now im always looking both ways
But fuck tuckin in my gold chain
Don't judge me on what i had to do
(Yeah)
I be whippin down the avenue
(Yeah)
Like that we're bulletproof
(Yeah)
I'm just tryna make some revenue
(Yeah)
Aye, nigga they been actin funny
Since the money came
I promise i'm not the one that the money changed
Plottin on a bus down
For anotha chain
I had to get it out the mud
There ain't no other way
We was cuttin class & cuttin yay
Them the hustler days
My corner boys ambition to touch 100k
Quarter milli tucked away
Had to [?] my daughter straight
Know that's daddy little girl
She was born on father's day
Hopefully all this money i'm making
Give my ma a break
Sucker said he finna slide
But no one down they probly ain't
If that ain't what you ordered it's nothin
You'll be accomodated
You could be the victim and snitchin
Still i can tolerate it
I just [?] both ways
I had to do it for a gold chain
Now im always looking both ways
But fuck tuckin in my gold chain
Don't judge me on what i had to do
(Yeah)
I be whippin down the avenue
(Yeah)
Like that we're bulletproof
(Yeah)
I'm just tryna make some revenue
(Yeah)
Ey im working 9-5 fuck a 9-5
Im just tryna hit the gas in my 95'
My momma steady on my ass
About gettin high
Cause she know when i smoke
Ima step outside
She told me, baby boy you lucky that you still here
I said, momma i'm just lucky that you still near
Driving in my neighborhood
Tryna steer clear
But i heard my past plottin tryna lead me here
But i ain't trippin cause i'm winning on a big scale
& All my worries go away, when i inhale
The only time to be worried is when you in jail
But for now i'm just focused on my retail
I just [?] both ways
I had to do it for a gold chain
Now im always looking both ways
But fuck tuckin in my gold chain
Don't judge me on what i had to do
(Yeah)
I be whippin down the avenue
(Yeah)
Like that we're bulletproof
(Yeah)
I'm just tryna make some revenue
(Yeah)