IIWII
Aye
Aye aye
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
They told me
Stack up on my paper
Fuck all the shit
That these niggas be talking bout
You can't succeed without hate
No matter the place
These people
Gone run they mouth
Sometimes I can get out of control
I had to calm it down
On da dead end
Made a young nigga grow up
It ain't no turning round
I'm tryna run up them M's
Some people gone hate
Cause they can't do it
And that's what it is
I'm tryna live
So I hit the yo daily
This shit a career
If it ain't money
Then that shit
Ain't nun, the love fake
And these niggas ain't real
I'm feeling like lil nae
Dominae and Lil smiley
Cause it is what it is
I do this shit
Cause I know I can do it
I tote the stick
Cause I know I'ma shoot it
It ain't no question
Bout how I'ma do it
I always been smart
I ain't never been ruthless
I shot that boy cause
He tried to take my life
I sent his ass to that high life
Luckily he ain't even die
Now his ass know
I ain't the one to try (right)
Me and Lil Ty in the whip
Guns on the lap
They can't sit on the hip
Call the white boy
And I fuck up the lick
He reached for the gun
And I jumped off the clip
That's head first
Better know that my iron work
Don't get murked
Keep it all cool
And nobody gets hurt
Whole nother level
She diggin the kid
Make her hold on the shovel
Go buy a house
Before I go buy a dezzle
Fuck tryna look rich bitch
I'm tryna be wealthy
Feed me some grapes
Like I'm Nino
Kick up my feet
Now she feelin my Stelo
What's takin place
Only we know
If you expose it
Then I gotta be ghost
They told me
Stack up on my paper
Fuck all the shit
That these niggas be talking bout
You can't just see without hating
No matter the page
These people
Gone run they mouth
Sometimes I can get out of control
I had to calm it down
On da dead end
Made a young nigga grow up
It ain't no turning round
I'm tryna run up them M's
Some people gone hate
Cause they can't do it
And that's what it is
I'm tryna live
So I hit the yo daily
This shit a career
If it ain't money
Then that shit ain't nun
The love fake
And these niggas ain't real
I'm feeling like Lil nae
Dominae and Lil smiley
Cause it is what it is
Aye aye
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
They told me
Stack up on my paper
Fuck all the shit
That these niggas be talking bout
You can't succeed without hate
No matter the place
These people
Gone run they mouth
Sometimes I can get out of control
I had to calm it down
On da dead end
Made a young nigga grow up
It ain't no turning round
I'm tryna run up them M's
Some people gone hate
Cause they can't do it
And that's what it is
I'm tryna live
So I hit the yo daily
This shit a career
If it ain't money
Then that shit
Ain't nun, the love fake
And these niggas ain't real
I'm feeling like lil nae
Dominae and Lil smiley
Cause it is what it is
I do this shit
Cause I know I can do it
I tote the stick
Cause I know I'ma shoot it
It ain't no question
Bout how I'ma do it
I always been smart
I ain't never been ruthless
I shot that boy cause
He tried to take my life
I sent his ass to that high life
Luckily he ain't even die
Now his ass know
I ain't the one to try (right)
Me and Lil Ty in the whip
Guns on the lap
They can't sit on the hip
Call the white boy
And I fuck up the lick
He reached for the gun
And I jumped off the clip
That's head first
Better know that my iron work
Don't get murked
Keep it all cool
And nobody gets hurt
Whole nother level
She diggin the kid
Make her hold on the shovel
Go buy a house
Before I go buy a dezzle
Fuck tryna look rich bitch
I'm tryna be wealthy
Feed me some grapes
Like I'm Nino
Kick up my feet
Now she feelin my Stelo
What's takin place
Only we know
If you expose it
Then I gotta be ghost
They told me
Stack up on my paper
Fuck all the shit
That these niggas be talking bout
You can't just see without hating
No matter the page
These people
Gone run they mouth
Sometimes I can get out of control
I had to calm it down
On da dead end
Made a young nigga grow up
It ain't no turning round
I'm tryna run up them M's
Some people gone hate
Cause they can't do it
And that's what it is
I'm tryna live
So I hit the yo daily
This shit a career
If it ain't money
Then that shit ain't nun
The love fake
And these niggas ain't real
I'm feeling like Lil nae
Dominae and Lil smiley
Cause it is what it is
Credits
Writer(s): Londen Coleman, Malcolm Coleman, Malcom Coleman, Noah Coleman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- Can't Sleep Remix (feat. Bigga Rankin & HBK JohnDoe)
- Outside
- The Big Way
- Anthem (feat. Bigga Rankin, EZ Longway & Mack Ben Widdit)
- Stick On Me (feat. EZ Longway)
- Dis for My Niggas
- Dream House (feat. Bigga Rankin & Mack Ben Widdit)
- IIWII
- Popping Shit (feat. HBK JohnDoe)
- Running My Hood (feat. XDizzy)
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