Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nineteen , by - J Stone. Release date: 05.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nineteen |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| Dropped my tape with Nip when I was nineteen |
| Blue Chucks, white tees |
| I was fresh out the pen' and got on my shit |
| Bitches that wasn’t fuckin' with me, they got on my dick |
| And I know these niggas mad I done came up |
| Bought a low rider and a Jag in the same month |
| Parked 'em both in the set, I ain’t change up |
| I got my name up before I got my change up |
| I ain’t never had shit, no money or no weed |
| But to the streets, I was a savage |
| All I ever wanted was a bag and a bad bitch |
| Until I got that bag, now that bad bitch is average |
| Stone |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| Had a gold Rollie 'fore I was twenty-two (That's right) |
| Fuckin' bad bitches to a city view (That's right) |
| Baby blue Regal on them chrome things (Ugh) |
| Up and down the 'Shaw for the whole day |
| Runnin' out of patience, nigga had to get some paper |
| Young fly fat nigga, bendin' corners with some flavor |
| In the all black Benz, used to slide in the scraper |
| Bitch asked me 'bout her head and I told her it’s whatever, look |
| Same attitude with them same plaques |
| Two hundred a tire 'cause they run flats (Look) |
| I ain’t never changed, but my bag grew (That's right) |
| Still breaking necks when I slide through (Uh) |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| First you get the money, then the power (Yeah) |
| And I been countin' money for an hour (All day) |
| I’m 'bout to bring this dirty money in the shower (Clean it up) |
| 'Cause the feds know I got it sellin' powder |
| Yeah, a nigga rap now (Uh-huh), I ain’t gotta trap now (Nah) |
| Yeah, in the studio, I’m feelin' hat now (Fly shit) |
| I pray to God I receive my blessings |
| But always keep a weapon (Uh-huh) |
| 'Cause guns and stocks, that’s what we invest in (Boom, boom, boom) |
| Lord knows they wanna see me stressin' (Nah) |
| Don’t wanna see me flexin' |
| That’s why these diamonds on me VVS-in' (Bling) |
| I’m a Blood that let that fifth, I love to see my Crips walk |
| So let the homie Nip talk |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |
| I been hoodrich since I was nineteen |
| Slow socks, white res |
| Alpinas on that white thang |
| Countin' stacks, life dreams |