Gotta Start Somewhere

I swear these niggas foo
That ain't how we Rockin
40 pounds of that low and 50k stuffed in my jean pockets
Sosa 808 he got the beat knockin
TSO BTSO you know how me and my team Rockin
Feel it in yo stomach gottem mad now
My Ex bitch on my phone
She know that she cant hit my line now
Rolex flooded I can't tell the time now
6 and 12 like perfect timing so you know I gotta grind now

Droppin hit after hit hype told me I need to calm down
Cuzzo said Mally Mal you up
Boy it's yo time now
Niggas hate but I ain't neva worried
I ain't worried bout them niggas
Heart cold that shit froze
Snow in November up until January
Do what you do went and got you another boo now
She see that bag now she back that pussy ran thru now
When I was down bad on my ass ain't get a rebound
She see that cash now i'm her man how the fuck she sound

When I was down bad on my ass
Hopped out my feelings got in my bag
They in they heart i gottem mad
These niggas pussy why they mad forreal

When i was down nobody gave me a hand and tried to help me up
Me and Dre was in that parking lot we was just kicking it
Now we in neiman marcus shopping Gucci and Saint Laurent
Invites to every show that i did but they wasnt showin love

I swear these niggas foo
That ain't how we Rockin
40 pounds of that low and 50k stuffed in my jean pockets
Sosa 808 he got the beat knockin
TSO BTSO you know how me and my team Rockin
Feel it in yo stomach gottem mad now
My Ex bitch on my phone
She know that she cant hit my line now
Rolex flooded I can't tell the time now
6 and 12 like perfect timing so you know I gotta grind now

Grind
Aye told'em calm down
Why they on my line now
They very scary
That love they show so fake man that shit temporary
Mm mm



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Writer(s): Jamal Gordon
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