Already
Already, already, already
Already
He used to roll around in a Chevy
His mamma looking out for the boy cause the kid is getting heavy
Now we all grown getting plenty
Fuck you broke boys out there sneak dissing already
Ya already
Yeah!
And i guess you chose the side that wasn't mine
had to read the signs right from the jump, uhm!
Yeah!
Why a nigga act surprised,
don't hit my line if you ain't ready enough to die for me bruh
Yeah!
You niggas gon hate me now,
niggas gon hate me now, but so what? I don't give a fuck!
Yeah!
You niggas gon hate me now,
niggas gon hate me now, but so what? that ain't got me stuck!
You ain't show up, cause you ain't bought enough
Yeah! all you niggas just like actin tough
Uh yeah uh! this ain't Hollywood I'm from the mud
Uh yeah uh yeah! that shit never had me stuck
Here is some niggas living what you really say (what you say!)
Cause these niggas out here really buying face dawg
Is you in it for the money or the fame?
It's only so much you can take! dawg!
And it's only so much you can fake
I got all niggas on my bag and they got me if it breaks uhm
And I'm smoking lemon kush right to the face
Life gave me lemons and i made lemonade
Lot of niggas cross the line from time and
time that ego & pride I see colliding dawg
Yeah!
Lot of niggas say they proud I should aim but
i bagged them all you niggas was doubting though
Yeah
At the end of the day, you ain't aware that the boy made it
On limit like Cubans, when I'm in L.A
Getting my visa, I might never see her
And go in and visit, I'm going to states
Never to late to go chasing your dream
I'm finally wake!
Uhm!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Hol' back all you hoes
Tryna touch in public
She thought that she was a ten but we never speak in public
Hol'up! hoe! (baby Girl Hol 'up!)
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Hol' back all you hoes
Tryna touch in public
She thought that she was a ten but we never speak in public
Hol'up! hoe! (baby Girl Hol 'up!)
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Already
He used to roll around in a Chevy
His mamma looking out for the boy cause the kid is getting heavy
Now we all grown getting plenty
Fuck you broke boys out there sneak dissing already
Ya already
Yeah!
And i guess you chose the side that wasn't mine
had to read the signs right from the jump, uhm!
Yeah!
Why a nigga act surprised,
don't hit my line if you ain't ready enough to die for me bruh
Yeah!
You niggas gon hate me now,
niggas gon hate me now, but so what? I don't give a fuck!
Yeah!
You niggas gon hate me now,
niggas gon hate me now, but so what? that ain't got me stuck!
You ain't show up, cause you ain't bought enough
Yeah! all you niggas just like actin tough
Uh yeah uh! this ain't Hollywood I'm from the mud
Uh yeah uh yeah! that shit never had me stuck
Here is some niggas living what you really say (what you say!)
Cause these niggas out here really buying face dawg
Is you in it for the money or the fame?
It's only so much you can take! dawg!
And it's only so much you can fake
I got all niggas on my bag and they got me if it breaks uhm
And I'm smoking lemon kush right to the face
Life gave me lemons and i made lemonade
Lot of niggas cross the line from time and
time that ego & pride I see colliding dawg
Yeah!
Lot of niggas say they proud I should aim but
i bagged them all you niggas was doubting though
Yeah
At the end of the day, you ain't aware that the boy made it
On limit like Cubans, when I'm in L.A
Getting my visa, I might never see her
And go in and visit, I'm going to states
Never to late to go chasing your dream
I'm finally wake!
Uhm!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Drop it low, to the floor, ride slow, yeah hoe!
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Hol' back all you hoes
Tryna touch in public
She thought that she was a ten but we never speak in public
Hol'up! hoe! (baby Girl Hol 'up!)
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Hol' back all you hoes
Tryna touch in public
She thought that she was a ten but we never speak in public
Hol'up! hoe! (baby Girl Hol 'up!)
Yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe! yeah hoe!
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Pentz, Brittany Hazzard, Ronald Banful, Charles Mensah, Beyonce Knowles Carter, Smooky Margielaa, Maxime Picard, Clement Picard
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