Involved
We can get it.
It's too late. Hand's on. I'm really involved (early)
From the planning, to how we gone move it
To what it's gone say when you post that bitch
So yeah, I'm hand on, what
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
Now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
I choose to lead by example; these other dudes leading you on
I'm in the lead of the race, think I might need a new safe
I took her back to the crib, think I might need a new place
Bow to the don say ya grace
601god wooooop
Wop, Involved
601god wooooop
And I mean that though What, strait up.
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
Now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
My folks used to fight for their rights. They use to sit in the back.
Now we be dodging them lights.
We enter and leave through the back
Got a bad chick from the Bronx she call me daaaaaddy daaaddyy
I got my exes expunged. Don't tell no one that you had me
Im personally pickin you up; chamfered but just send me the addy
Don't drop a pin send the addy
I'm on that right away
Unh, I'm with Teenie loaded in an old school
Like told you I was gone do it
Turned my life to a whole movie
Siphova I'm gone prove it
Neck froze, 20 in my pocket, 40 on my hip that's a chrome toolie
Big drum, I'm gone shoot it
Big homie, you won't move me
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
But now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
It's too late. Hand's on. I'm really involved (early)
From the planning, to how we gone move it
To what it's gone say when you post that bitch
So yeah, I'm hand on, what
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
Now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
I choose to lead by example; these other dudes leading you on
I'm in the lead of the race, think I might need a new safe
I took her back to the crib, think I might need a new place
Bow to the don say ya grace
601god wooooop
Wop, Involved
601god wooooop
And I mean that though What, strait up.
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
Now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
My folks used to fight for their rights. They use to sit in the back.
Now we be dodging them lights.
We enter and leave through the back
Got a bad chick from the Bronx she call me daaaaaddy daaaddyy
I got my exes expunged. Don't tell no one that you had me
Im personally pickin you up; chamfered but just send me the addy
Don't drop a pin send the addy
I'm on that right away
Unh, I'm with Teenie loaded in an old school
Like told you I was gone do it
Turned my life to a whole movie
Siphova I'm gone prove it
Neck froze, 20 in my pocket, 40 on my hip that's a chrome toolie
Big drum, I'm gone shoot it
Big homie, you won't move me
Used be down now I'm way up, way up, way up
Gotdamn I just can believe
Thought you was made for me but damn it you ain't believe
Used to send late text; tell her stay up
Where you at? Wait up, stay up
But now they be chasin me
Now I can't make em leave
Got a dresser full of mabeline
Tryna cover up flaws
My daughter be watching my moves
My son think ima god
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until them sticks get involved
I told her don't get involved
I'm a just keep you on call
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Writer(s): Michael Taylor
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