Tear Es
Yea
Mane I swear it feels amazing
To look up and know we not the only niggas who made it
Yea, Hold Up
Yea
Yea
Yea
I sold more drugs than I sold records
Catch me at the label, so reckless, toe stepping
Yeah I did my dirt, but changed my life up in a second
I'm still catching blessings as these niggas try to reck it
Two stepping, god got me
I'm moving so wocky, gotta walk with the stick
Protect the ice, I'm playing hockey
Snot up on my wrist
You see refs, they tryna stop me
I'm so cold, icing on the cake make a nigga soul cold, so cold
Kill these niggas like a slow cold, slow colds
Niggas flames going so cold, oh no
They try to take the show, I take the network make it blow
We bought the houses on the block, we used to sell dope
Shawty wanna suck me up, I tell her go slow
And a nigga so hot they tell me stop, drop, and roll
Fire man, fryer pan, whipped it off the stove
And I showed these niggas how to turn quarters into wholes
Wood grain, always match my wood frame
Cartier lenses as you look and see my hood pain
Good things, maintain
Same lane, ain't changed
Hood sing my name, cause i killed game
LG said foot on they necks
Swear we come from the plex
Swipe it up, from a bunch till its left
Swear to god my hammer more like a sledge
All these lemons may pledge
She pledge allegiance and got sentenced instead
Not everybody built to do what they said
That's why I'm true to this bread
I figure out what imma do with this head
My hittas get the job done
They got, hitta portfolios
My fams Colion, Macaulay Culk and you home alone
Y'all putting on niggas that rat, I put my shawty on
Ain't playing with no Angela, worked the bank I'm the janitor
With scammers in a scandal
You know the shit getting scandalous
The goons be dispatching us
Labels, they tried patent us
So this what y'all been waiting for, aint it
Banging for my set, the picture get tainted
Snaking left him planking, and now he the plaintiff
All this drip need a bucket
I feel like I'm plankton
I pull up with a baddie, 1 or 2
I'm bout to throw a band, 1 or 2
I'm bout to cop a bottle, 1 or 2
Maybe sip a little, 1 or 2
By the time I leave, I think it's 1 or 2
And my V Half a tank, so imma ride till it's 1 or 2
On the 102 on the 201
Tryna slide another 1
Mane I swear it feels amazing
To look up and know we not the only niggas who made it
Yea, Hold Up
Yea
Yea
Yea
I sold more drugs than I sold records
Catch me at the label, so reckless, toe stepping
Yeah I did my dirt, but changed my life up in a second
I'm still catching blessings as these niggas try to reck it
Two stepping, god got me
I'm moving so wocky, gotta walk with the stick
Protect the ice, I'm playing hockey
Snot up on my wrist
You see refs, they tryna stop me
I'm so cold, icing on the cake make a nigga soul cold, so cold
Kill these niggas like a slow cold, slow colds
Niggas flames going so cold, oh no
They try to take the show, I take the network make it blow
We bought the houses on the block, we used to sell dope
Shawty wanna suck me up, I tell her go slow
And a nigga so hot they tell me stop, drop, and roll
Fire man, fryer pan, whipped it off the stove
And I showed these niggas how to turn quarters into wholes
Wood grain, always match my wood frame
Cartier lenses as you look and see my hood pain
Good things, maintain
Same lane, ain't changed
Hood sing my name, cause i killed game
LG said foot on they necks
Swear we come from the plex
Swipe it up, from a bunch till its left
Swear to god my hammer more like a sledge
All these lemons may pledge
She pledge allegiance and got sentenced instead
Not everybody built to do what they said
That's why I'm true to this bread
I figure out what imma do with this head
My hittas get the job done
They got, hitta portfolios
My fams Colion, Macaulay Culk and you home alone
Y'all putting on niggas that rat, I put my shawty on
Ain't playing with no Angela, worked the bank I'm the janitor
With scammers in a scandal
You know the shit getting scandalous
The goons be dispatching us
Labels, they tried patent us
So this what y'all been waiting for, aint it
Banging for my set, the picture get tainted
Snaking left him planking, and now he the plaintiff
All this drip need a bucket
I feel like I'm plankton
I pull up with a baddie, 1 or 2
I'm bout to throw a band, 1 or 2
I'm bout to cop a bottle, 1 or 2
Maybe sip a little, 1 or 2
By the time I leave, I think it's 1 or 2
And my V Half a tank, so imma ride till it's 1 or 2
On the 102 on the 201
Tryna slide another 1
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Writer(s): Najjee George
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