On Go

Whoa pulling up in a Rolls
Uh concrete grew a rose
Twenty deep in the pics we on pose
Hold up we really on go
Uh pulling up in a Rolls
Concrete grew a rose
Hold up we really on go
Really on go

Hard work pays homie it shows
My cobblestone road different from Hov's
These Pinocchio's lying look at they nose
Gave her money for hair, nails, and her toes
Frosted her earlobes, new BM with the strobes
Now my neck and my wrist froze
So Solid can't be exposed
Show money they bought clothes

My friends told me gotta change my shame to fame
Well I ain't in it for fame
I desire the change
Did some devilish things for material gain
To see it all fade away the first time that it rained
Separated from my seeds is like the worst type of pain
Incarcerated wondering would I see 'em again
Judge waiting on me with his gavel to bang
I rap now but I could've been stuck in the chain gang mayne

Whoa pulling up in a Rolls
Uh concrete grew a rose
Twenty deep in the pics we on pose
Hold up we really on go
Uh pulling up in a Rolls
Concrete grew a rose
Hold up we really on go

Uh, no studying the moves
When you confident you on cruise
Controlling it, holding it, going in
Tryna keep up wit us you probably blowing it
Ya rolling three dice, one green two red
On the ice, bottles straight to the head, getting right
We nice wit it, stife wit it
If they say it's impossible watch I get it
Uh, against all odds
Stepping on the gas when it gets so hard
In this Romeo Hunt probably hit yo broad
Uh trend setters, sick leathers whoa
Aaron Rodgers wit it the way we get cheddar, yeah
Coming for the big green
Niggas watching us like we on the big screen
Get cream, it's big mean
Push let the thing breathe (Ha)

Whoa pulling up in a Rolls
Uh concrete grew a rose
Twenty deep in the pics we on pose
Hold up we really on go
Uh pulling up in a Rolls
Concrete grew a rose
Hold up we really on go