Alley Oop

Get away from people that's in your life that ain't doin' nothin'

Get away from people in your life that's hatin'

Get away from your family members ain't ever followed they dreams

Get away from your family members ain't

Never been nowhere but to the family reunion

Ain't never been to a beach, get away from 'em

Sometimes God will put an enemy in your life to keep you stirred up

Behind your back, you'll be surprised what they tryin' to do

Walk in the church and hug your mama like they never knew

Go against the grain, beef with the guys is somethin' I never do

But we livin' in the era of the alley-oop

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Slam dunk a nigga off the glass, they ain't gotta shoot

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Put you on a platter, all that friend shit don't matter

Yeah, all the love gone and the streets ain't got no loyalty

That's why I move alone, step over bullshit that's under me

I used to be the underdog, stomach hurt from hunger, dawg

Had plenty chances, I never got down on none of y'all

Quick to cross your nigga out when you is in the hole

He was the first to help dig you out, don't act like you don't know

Yeah, bitches get set up

Better stay on point if you got your bread up

They want you to take a nap, they already made they bed up

Kidnappings happen like Uncle Ice when you trappin'

Cut off a finger to let you know that they not cappin'

Life in the hood, be good as sports or make it rappin'

'Cause the streets burnt out, they not a hundred, make you rock 'em

Behind your back, you'll be surprised what they tryin' to do

Walk in the church and hug your mama like they never knew

Go against the grain, beef with the guys is somethin' I never do

But we livin' in the era of the alley-oop

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Slam dunk a nigga off the glass, they ain't gotta shoot

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Put you on a platter, all that friend shit don't matter

Okay, you see me when I'm rollin' through

Might burn a blunt or two

I ain't never been the fool

Watch who you talkin' to

She was tannin' by the pool

Lookin' so booty-ful

Puffin' on this tutti-frutti

But it hit like a brute

Ready, set, aim, shoot

I shoot it like a hoop

I wish he would like I'm Groot

Bitch, and that's the truth

You niggas lackin' proper proof

You's a fuckin' goof

I pull up and take a tooth and pour a triple deuce

No, this ain't my main bitch, we just in cahoots

She said, "I don't suck and tell, what you tryna do?"

But I know good and damn well she gon' tell a few

I ain't mean to kill him, but he died in the alley-oops

Behind your back, you'll be surprised what they tryin' to do

Walk in the church and hug your mama like they never knew

Go against the grain, beef with the guys is somethin' I never do

But we livin' in the era of the alley-oop

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Slam dunk a nigga off the glass, they ain't gotta shoot

Back door alley-oop, set up that alley-oop

Put you on a platter, all that friend shit don't matter

All that friend shit don't matter

All that—, all, all that

All that friend shit don't matter

All that friend shit don't matter

All that—, all that—, all that

All that friend shit don't matter

All that—, all that—, all that

All that friend, friend shit don't matter