Текст песни North Dallas - LilCamTheArtist

Uh
Nigga
Ain't no
Ain't no hoods in north- (ah ah ahlalaha)
Niggas actin' like they tough, the only thing that's killin' me
You be lyin' and get caught because it's no consistency
The same nigga that'll hop out and make everybody bleed
Me and Grim do good business, so we put him underneath

Better stop bragging bout your bitch, cause she just might get a taste
Promise ain't nothin' changed, this four-five still on my waist
Know, I hate dumb hoes, the last one got replaced
Yeah, fuck y'all dead mans, we sent that nigga up to space

I-I hit would they block with malice, ain't no hoods in North Dallas
Catch one of them lackin they on the gram with so much sadness
I wasn't no good kids so in my mind is so much madness
Send this ass to heaven, he up there like this ain't Kansas

Took a trip to UConn, so now I'm thuggin' on the campus
An artist with this K, them niggas shouldn't give me a campus
I'm used to niggas shootin' back, so I always got good practice
A nigga shouldn't even talk to me if on this floor is a mattress

A tough niggas kryptonite, pop you in the dead of night
Bro my hand is registered, so these bullets get you right
On his story talkin' bout God, so I'm gon' walk him to the light
Should unsend that death threat, if you really love your life

In the studio strugglin' because all y'all doin' is lyin
People's mommas get to cryin' when the fuck niggas get to dyin
Thuggin' with my white boy, but he say er like he a pirate
I been on the block since yesterday, y'all talkin' bout y'all slidin

I told my Puerto Rican mans, he probably should go on a diet
She hit my phone like you a faggot if you ain't tryna provide it
Shit, I'm only six feet, but in my heart I been a giant
I don't do the postin' on the gram, I stay silent

Situations, I stay calm, but in my head I'm gettin' violent
Type a nigga, who'll come through and make it rain in any climate
Got me some Miley Cyrus, now she actin' too vibrant
Got me some Miley, and now she too

Niggas actin' like they tough, the only thing that's killin' me
You be lyin' and get caught because it's no consistency
The same nigga that'll hop out and make everybody bleed
Me and Grim do good business, so we put him underneath

Better stop bragging bout your bitch because she might just give a taste
Promise ain't nothin' changed, this four-five still on my waist
Know, I hate dumb hoes, the last one got replaced
Fuck y'all dead mans, we sent that nigga up to space
Ah ah ahlalaha
Nigga