Check Yourself
They ain't help me when I sat roadside
They ain't give me no directions no guide
Nope
Nope
Now they ask if I can give 'em a ride
But if I do is they gone ride till I die?
Nope
Quiet
Check check check
Before you wreck yourself
And I'm always repping my town I'm Baltimore myself
Uh
Bitches saying I'm taken, but girl I'm not though
Swear I whip my civic like it's my Murcielago
Born to rap, boy I been that star
You can hear me locking in, the way I'm dropping these bars
For real
And boy I got, all these permanent scars
Think I'm playing till a nigga come and knock you off
I tell em check yourself before you wreck yourself
Cuz killers posted on the block, nigga tec's is out
I don't need no goggle maps, boy I know them routes
Nigga this hip hop
I only rap what I been bout
And I roll up a blunt and get gassed out
Swear I'm saving up till I can cop me my own house
Dreams big
I grind big
Get real big
A real nigga
All I do is handle biz
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
In 2016
A nigga had one hell of a dream
He knew he had to hustle by any means
I speak it to existence
Persistence had to learn the definition
Remember grinding on my own, ain't have that much assistance
But now they see me grinding, now they wanna know my business
Well you gone see me while I'm rolling through the city
I'm on my paper chase
But I'm working till it start chasing me
No ring around the Rosies
Tryna cop new rings and rollies
And cop my momma, pops, and sister everything they wanting
And everything that they needing
In the future
Wish the cash come sooner
But I'm just trusting in my blessings by god
Nigga cuz I worked
This is the catalyst
For the best to make it out
Nigga TGIF
Thank God It's Francis
I swear that's what the world's about to say in a second
Believe it
Finna be the next Hokage of rap
My life's a manga nigga picture that
If you ain't right get left
So I would check yourself before you wreck yourself
Cuz when they see you crash and burn, they won't stop to help
They might take a picture, talk some shit for likes on a tweet
So I'm blocking all these niggas when I'm back on my feet
Unsubscribe and unfollow
Now my circle is real hallow
It's just me and god we share the same bottle
20 years old I could be ya role model
Road to the riches, bike life, I'm going full throttle
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
They ain't help me when I sat roadside
They ain't give me no directions no guide
Nope
Nope
Now they ask if I can give em a ride
But if I do is they gone ride till I die?
Nope
Quiet
They ain't give me no directions no guide
Nope
Nope
Now they ask if I can give 'em a ride
But if I do is they gone ride till I die?
Nope
Quiet
Check check check
Before you wreck yourself
And I'm always repping my town I'm Baltimore myself
Uh
Bitches saying I'm taken, but girl I'm not though
Swear I whip my civic like it's my Murcielago
Born to rap, boy I been that star
You can hear me locking in, the way I'm dropping these bars
For real
And boy I got, all these permanent scars
Think I'm playing till a nigga come and knock you off
I tell em check yourself before you wreck yourself
Cuz killers posted on the block, nigga tec's is out
I don't need no goggle maps, boy I know them routes
Nigga this hip hop
I only rap what I been bout
And I roll up a blunt and get gassed out
Swear I'm saving up till I can cop me my own house
Dreams big
I grind big
Get real big
A real nigga
All I do is handle biz
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
In 2016
A nigga had one hell of a dream
He knew he had to hustle by any means
I speak it to existence
Persistence had to learn the definition
Remember grinding on my own, ain't have that much assistance
But now they see me grinding, now they wanna know my business
Well you gone see me while I'm rolling through the city
I'm on my paper chase
But I'm working till it start chasing me
No ring around the Rosies
Tryna cop new rings and rollies
And cop my momma, pops, and sister everything they wanting
And everything that they needing
In the future
Wish the cash come sooner
But I'm just trusting in my blessings by god
Nigga cuz I worked
This is the catalyst
For the best to make it out
Nigga TGIF
Thank God It's Francis
I swear that's what the world's about to say in a second
Believe it
Finna be the next Hokage of rap
My life's a manga nigga picture that
If you ain't right get left
So I would check yourself before you wreck yourself
Cuz when they see you crash and burn, they won't stop to help
They might take a picture, talk some shit for likes on a tweet
So I'm blocking all these niggas when I'm back on my feet
Unsubscribe and unfollow
Now my circle is real hallow
It's just me and god we share the same bottle
20 years old I could be ya role model
Road to the riches, bike life, I'm going full throttle
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self
Before you wreck yourself
Check yo self before you
Wreck yourself
Cuz when you burning on the side of the road
Niggas get no help
They ain't help me when I sat roadside
They ain't give me no directions no guide
Nope
Nope
Now they ask if I can give em a ride
But if I do is they gone ride till I die?
Nope
Quiet
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Writer(s): Francis Moore
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