Got Em'

Yeah!
Mob with the folks ain't nothing new
Tryna get paid, know its mutual
Each got a lane, each got a pain
That would teach em a thing or two in this game
One thing's for certain
No lame excuse why you don't make it work
Before they close your curtain
I know who's the 6
That would hold my hearse
Before I go in dirt, I know it hurts
But its true shit so I grind
Rather waste money than time
All on the line, I know the reaper calling a lot
Tryna see it all, before I see a plot
Could've been a jumpsuit kid
Even if I was
Don't mean I can't live
Never let a set back hold you
Once you go through
See how you shit (how you shit)
On whatever odd plan that was handed
I know at hard times you feel stranded
Gotta trust God how he handle
Pull up to the spot with a Benz view
Way my ends move, tryna get it to a point
That I wake up with a pent view
And my girl no longer gotta finesse food
Few of the fam make their best moves
Gotta separate from the way loot made
I don't know why, but I know true say
Really can't blame a nigga
For tryna change a picture that he was raised up in
Know the stakes keep rising
Wanna play? keep grinding
Earned my way up from the bottom
Ain't no way you could stop me

Know that I got em'
Just know that I got em'
Yeah all of my niggas I got em'
Made it up top from the bottom
Mad cause we poppin'
Look on they faces so shocking
Know that I got em'
Just know that I got em'
Yeah all of my niggas I got em'
Made it up top from the bottom
Mad cause we poppin'
Look on they faces so shocking

I done seen bitches change
Shit get strange for the money quick
Couldn't let them play me like no dummy bitch
Roll up some dope bout to smoke me another hit
Thanking the lord for all of his blessings he gave me
He knew that I wanted this
Number one spot on my bucket list
Keep it a thousand don't fuck with no sucker shit
Made a promise to my momma
Ima ride a foreign, fuck a honda
Put all of my guys in a mansion
Yeah that's the plan and
With the lights off diamonds dancing
Convos with the plug was talking bout drugs
And all the shit that was demanded
So on them corners I was standing
Blicky on hip case I gotta do damage
I done show love to niggas and ain't get it back
I'm just not understandin
Is you full 100 or 50 with it
That's shady I cannot get jiggy with it
When we in the club
We VIP'd up, got shawty she shaking her titties with it
Her friend looking shawty yea she can get it
This bag here come with hoes they all be with it
Ball till I slip up, middle fingers up
Ten toes on the couch I be wildin'
They say they feel a nigga style and
Had me in the pic but I ain't smiling
Ball till I slip up, middle fingers up
Ten toes on the couch I be wildin'
They say they feel a nigga style and
Had me in the pic but I ain't smiling

Know that I got em'
Just know that I got em'
Yeah all of my niggas I got em'
Made it up top from the bottom
Mad cause we poppin'
Look on they faces so shocking
Know that I got em'
Just know that I got em'
Yeah all of my niggas I got em'
Made it up top from the bottom
Mad cause we poppin'
Look on they faces so shocking



Credits
Writer(s): Tajh Moyse
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link