DESCRIPTION:
OrgBaldwinBoy
V1
Tripping leaning in the drive way, used to serve niggas in the hallways, used to rob niggas in broad day, ain't have no mask and still no cases, ppl left me forsaken, for what I was nvr hating, wasn't one wit all the faking, just wanted to see us make it, run the bag up if you trapping, can't slow down phone slappin, had to get it right I got habits, ppl left a nigga I ain't panic, with the sht Im know still low key, still ain't brung out my Rollie, don't purp boy cause you know me, invested in the north I'm a og,
I'm from Baldwin avenue where my youngings throw up gang signs, posted in a trap, like we protecting a bee hive, might of been yo nigga when you was younger but he a fein now, slap him around some work watch that boy o.d na

Hook
I'm from Baldwin avenue where my youngings throw gang signs, posted in a trap, like we protecting a bee hive,


V2
I can't trust these niggas with a damn tie, just paying homage to the most high, i wann know if its a sin to smoke and read the bible, when I take another puff I gain mo knowledge, I aint messin with that hoe if she not erotic, plus my btc got some skills I need mo exotic, you got to keep suckkng till I tell you stop it, if the sht worth my time might just catch some profit,
Walking thru my hood yo ass might get robbed, if I missed you when I shot, luck was on yo side, thinking bout Lou and Phill make a nigga cry, but I'm thoroughbred nigga my head to the sky,

Hook
I'm from Baldwin avenue where my youngings throw gang signs, posted in a trap, like we protecting a bee hive,