Control
Aflacko Lyrics
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On that street shit
Street shit
Got a bad bitch, she a freak bitch
They say, "You fell off with the street shit"
But since a youngin, been a nigga on defense
I can't let these niggas put me in the deep end
Shit crazy, you niggas fold now
We be crazy, niggas actin' like you was hoes now
And they be tellin' me a nigga in control now
But you crazy if you think that I don't know now
We hot now, cut the stove off
Bitches be out here really fuckin' on your bros, how?
And how you winnin' but you got a low profile?
If boys try to park the whip, it ain't no slow down
Get your guns up, niggas talkin' with no poles out
And we ain't tuck shit, sticks, left 'em poked out
Niggas ain't got no drip, niggas ain't got no style
And niggas bite, they try to run off with the whole sound
And if I ever go broke, I'ma take somethin'
Shake somethin', my young niggas, they gon' bake somethin'
And when I go, tell my brothers that I love them
And when I go, tell my thugs that I love them, ayy
They say, "You fell off with the street shit"
But since a youngin, been a nigga on defense
I can't let these niggas put me in the deep end
Most of these niggas out here flaggin', they just pretend
Shit crazy, you niggas fold now
We be crazy, niggas actin' like you was hoes now
And they be tellin' me a nigga in control now
But you crazy if you think that I don't know now
In Aflacko's song "Control," he raps about being in control of his life and staying true to his street roots. He carries a gun for protection and isn't afraid to use it if need be, as he knows that the streets are dangerous. He also has a bad girl by his side who is into some freaky stuff. Some people may think that he has fallen off with the street life, but he's been playing defense since he was young and won't let anyone put him in a difficult situation. He also talks about how many of the guys out there pretending to be tough are just faking it.
Despite the fact that people are saying he's lost his touch on the streets, he knows that he's actually in control now. He notes that he and his crew are crazy and that others who used to try to talk tough around him are now acting like hoes. He also remarks that many rappers are stealing his style and sound, a common problem in the music industry. In the end, he says that if he ever goes broke, he will still find a way to take what he needs, and he hopes that his loved ones will remember how much he loved them.
Line by Line Meaning
Bitch, I'm ridin' with my heat, yeah
I'm carrying a gun with me for protection
On that street shit
I'm involved in the culture and lifestyle of the streets
Street shit
I'm affiliated with the activities and people in the streets
Got a bad bitch, she a freak bitch
I have a girlfriend who's open to sexual experimentation
They say, 'You fell off with the street shit'
People are saying I'm no longer in touch with the street culture
But since a youngin, been a nigga on defense
I've always been alert and prepared for potential danger
I can't let these niggas put me in the deep end
I can't let others put me in a dangerous or compromising situation
Most of these niggas out here flaggin', they just pretend
Many people are falsely representing themselves and their actions
Shit crazy, you niggas fold now
It's crazy how quickly people give up or surrender now
We be crazy, niggas actin' like you was hoes now
We're wild and unpredictable, some people are acting like they're weak or inferior now
And they be tellin' me a nigga in control now
People are saying I'm the one in charge now
But you crazy if you think that I don't know now
You're mistaken if you think I'm not aware of what's happening now
We hot now, cut the stove off
We're popular and successful now, so we can relax and take it easy
Bitches be out here really fuckin' on your bros, how?
Women are really having sexual relationships with your friends, how does that make you feel?
And how you winnin' but you got a low profile?
How are you successful but still keeping a low profile?
If boys try to park the whip, it ain't no slow down
If someone tries to stop us, we won't hesitate to act quickly
Get your guns up, niggas talkin' with no poles out
Be prepared for danger, some people are talking tough but aren't armed
And we ain't tuck shit, sticks, left 'em poked out
We're not hiding anything, our guns are visible and ready to use
Niggas ain't got no drip, niggas ain't got no style
Some people don't have any swag or unique style
And niggas bite, they try to run off with the whole sound
Some people copy and steal the sound of others
And if I ever go broke, I'ma take somethin'
If I ever become financially desperate, I'll resort to stealing or robbing
Shake somethin', my young niggas, they gon' bake somethin'
Get active and start making money, my younger associates will make things happen
And when I go, tell my brothers that I love them
When I die, let my close friends know I loved them
And when I go, tell my thugs that I love them, ayy
When I die, let my associates know I loved them
Contributed by Cole M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.