Shots Up
Been the same since previous
On the contrast, every tape I get greedier
Stuck to the West
Ask around, you might could meet me bruh
Pull up at the park
Grab a spark, if we linking up
Money talks so money on my mind, man I feel like Zion
Bussin' out my sneakers every time I stop on a dime
Got a couple stars I'm aiming' for, don't let them align
I shoot right through the sky
And shed this lit light of mine
Used to skate, I still grind
The twist of fate come with time
Went through phases at 9 that should have me doin' time
What you know 'bout me
Prolly nothin' I don't discuss it
If it ain't about the money, it ain't even worth discussin'
Cash rules everything around me, I never change
I just watch who I keep around me, Method Man
Only ones I rock with is the family, forever gang
Even in our separate things, we will never sever things
Baby wanna join the team but she never won a ring
Playin' with them other boys, they don't run the league
I can put you on a flight to where you wanna be
Young nigga got the bag like twenty-three
Sanitizing my hands right after washing' niggas
They takin pure L's and I ain't runnin' out of business
I'm seekin' competition
In each and every city
But we the ones that's winnin', we like Phil, Jordan, Pippen
It was written like a booklet, I just took it
Ran off with it, I just shook 'em
Need my benji's like Bucum
Like a lightning, I struck 'em
With the hottest flows, this heat risin'
The waviest beat rider
Don't play with me, precaution
My prodigies deep mobbin' but they know to keep silent
101 street knowledge and some of y'all need college
Just a couple differences 'tween us
If I shoot it, they gon' do me just like Gil Arenas
So I'm ballin' every season gotta fill arenas
You either sell or you sell out, are you trick or treating
I play the field like I'm Willie Beamen
Do it myself, anything to keep the team winnin'
What's the odds I take a L, roll a seven if we playin' even
'Cause niggas stay schemin'
From 702, where niggas that you'll get close to might be the ones to come poke you
Puttin' diamonds all on your neck, don't let 'em choke you
Ballin' but you play at the rec, come let me coach you
Get checks, I earned my stripes, a vet
I placed a bet on myself, nothin' less
Yeah
We just gon' let the rest of that ride out
Just had to get a couple shots up, ya dig
Work on my form a lil bit
Yeah
On the contrast, every tape I get greedier
Stuck to the West
Ask around, you might could meet me bruh
Pull up at the park
Grab a spark, if we linking up
Money talks so money on my mind, man I feel like Zion
Bussin' out my sneakers every time I stop on a dime
Got a couple stars I'm aiming' for, don't let them align
I shoot right through the sky
And shed this lit light of mine
Used to skate, I still grind
The twist of fate come with time
Went through phases at 9 that should have me doin' time
What you know 'bout me
Prolly nothin' I don't discuss it
If it ain't about the money, it ain't even worth discussin'
Cash rules everything around me, I never change
I just watch who I keep around me, Method Man
Only ones I rock with is the family, forever gang
Even in our separate things, we will never sever things
Baby wanna join the team but she never won a ring
Playin' with them other boys, they don't run the league
I can put you on a flight to where you wanna be
Young nigga got the bag like twenty-three
Sanitizing my hands right after washing' niggas
They takin pure L's and I ain't runnin' out of business
I'm seekin' competition
In each and every city
But we the ones that's winnin', we like Phil, Jordan, Pippen
It was written like a booklet, I just took it
Ran off with it, I just shook 'em
Need my benji's like Bucum
Like a lightning, I struck 'em
With the hottest flows, this heat risin'
The waviest beat rider
Don't play with me, precaution
My prodigies deep mobbin' but they know to keep silent
101 street knowledge and some of y'all need college
Just a couple differences 'tween us
If I shoot it, they gon' do me just like Gil Arenas
So I'm ballin' every season gotta fill arenas
You either sell or you sell out, are you trick or treating
I play the field like I'm Willie Beamen
Do it myself, anything to keep the team winnin'
What's the odds I take a L, roll a seven if we playin' even
'Cause niggas stay schemin'
From 702, where niggas that you'll get close to might be the ones to come poke you
Puttin' diamonds all on your neck, don't let 'em choke you
Ballin' but you play at the rec, come let me coach you
Get checks, I earned my stripes, a vet
I placed a bet on myself, nothin' less
Yeah
We just gon' let the rest of that ride out
Just had to get a couple shots up, ya dig
Work on my form a lil bit
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Coby Myles
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