Concussions - Lud Foe

Gang

Young street nigga

Young street nigga

Young street nigga

Gang (gang)

Woah Woah Woah

Since I fucked the game up, they tryna fuck my name up

You call the police if you want, but you know they can’t tame us

My old hoes hate my new ways cause I came up

We’re old poles weak as new bodies bitch we dangerous

My rich bitch make a broke bitch get a change up

We cut her up, left the paramedics picking brains up

We got the chain and we got the things get a change up

The white shit I searched for make the fiends veins blow up

I walk mad as my designer, I got mix matched route