Respect on My Name
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, uh
All praise to the most high
Pretty young thing, throwin me tha chocha
Hit it out the park, now it's game over
Say you need some space but I pull you little closer
Know I hate being sober
Hold this, now take a hit and let me roll up
What's the hold up, plot thickens, my time ticking
Watch face, got this g-shock
Ladies flock, you want some beef stop
I'm with all the smoke like I stepped out that weed spot
I been hot, I been on, handled things like I been grown
Hey
Hey
Try me that's something, you won't wanna do
This ain't a threat man I'm warning you
Killers, I'm bringing my army through
Drilling through shit like some power tools
Nigga I'm back in attack now
Nah I aint worried bout pat downs
Just know I got in with it on me
Nipsey died cause a nigga was salty
It could've been me, it could've been you
Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew
It could've been me, it could've been you
Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew
Tired of putting in pain
Put some respect on my name
Don't do this for fame
Do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
I do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
I do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
Should I kill him? I come from a shady village
Filled with drug dealers and real killers that kill killers
Every hood got them fuck niggas, yeah
I tell you we don't fuck with them
It's all business
Watch how I flip it
It's all business
Watch how I flip it
Make a profit, I'm coming to kick some knowledge
Same niggas crack jokes and hit the block with
They really changed up, I'm cooking, I put the flame up
Watch me bubble, I flipped it and made it double, yeah
I could teach how to hustle, yeah I could tell you bout the struggle yeah
I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs yeah
I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs
Tired of putting in pain
Put some respect on my name
Don't do this for fame
Do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
All praise to the most high
Pretty young thing, throwin me tha chocha
Hit it out the park, now it's game over
Say you need some space but I pull you little closer
Know I hate being sober
Hold this, now take a hit and let me roll up
What's the hold up, plot thickens, my time ticking
Watch face, got this g-shock
Ladies flock, you want some beef stop
I'm with all the smoke like I stepped out that weed spot
I been hot, I been on, handled things like I been grown
Hey
Hey
Try me that's something, you won't wanna do
This ain't a threat man I'm warning you
Killers, I'm bringing my army through
Drilling through shit like some power tools
Nigga I'm back in attack now
Nah I aint worried bout pat downs
Just know I got in with it on me
Nipsey died cause a nigga was salty
It could've been me, it could've been you
Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew
It could've been me, it could've been you
Crazy part bout it its a nigga he knew
Tired of putting in pain
Put some respect on my name
Don't do this for fame
Do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
I do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
I do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
Should I kill him? I come from a shady village
Filled with drug dealers and real killers that kill killers
Every hood got them fuck niggas, yeah
I tell you we don't fuck with them
It's all business
Watch how I flip it
It's all business
Watch how I flip it
Make a profit, I'm coming to kick some knowledge
Same niggas crack jokes and hit the block with
They really changed up, I'm cooking, I put the flame up
Watch me bubble, I flipped it and made it double, yeah
I could teach how to hustle, yeah I could tell you bout the struggle yeah
I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs yeah
I tell you how I'm off of that, Im tryna record these songs and sign some autographs
Tired of putting in pain
Put some respect on my name
Don't do this for fame
Do this so I could stay sane
All of these thoughts be flooding my brain
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Writer(s): Randy Arbona Jr
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