Come On

This for my homies that be doing that time
All the hustlers on the block all day on the grind
Remember me G? used to play the halls with davone
Dreams of the pros rockin college team logo designs
Now I'm bout to get it poppin like I'm holding loaded up 9's
Stick em up Neal I'm loaded with lines
Mami on my shoulder looking like a young Lola Felona
She only with me think I'm bout to blow and get signed
Beauty got me blind naw never that
You dealing with a clever cat
Talking bout she love me on my top like a sweater cap
I ain't with the love I'm on the grind the for the cheddar stacks
Neal on the right route treasure map Invested in myself
Grams ain't gotta measure that
Catch me on the celly in a telly where the weather lack snow
Lax mode top floor neal moving from the bottom up I got a top flow

This for my homies that be rockin with me worldwide
Bang ill neal in they ride and they girl fly
Just like a G5 no looking back
I'm on the run from these divas
Pretty face something weaveless
Chasing millions plans to be rich
Believe this see when I leave I'm a leave rich
Paid in full like alpo under pressure
The hardest dudes they be singing like they alto
You say you bout it bout it me I'm bout the doe
Going for it all year entirely
Getting it buzzing to they tired of me
Had to sever ties she lied to me, plus she tried to play me like that lottery
I ain't even the odds left her eyes watery
Bank account amount need more 0's than a quarter ki
Messin with my fam yeah that's war to me
Reporting from the hood iLL NEAL more to see



Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Collier
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