Prevail (feat. FGM Zay)
Who he think he is
Boom, bow, run em' down (On gang)
Choppa it's making a sound, uh
Yeah and it's knocking em' down
He feel free to run up then we loading a round
Come here, don't think you making it out
Oh yeah, don't say a word out your mouth
I heard the ops in the back and the killers en route
Say they do anything for the clout
I want the diamonds to shine on each tooth in my mouth
He get hdrll, hdrll, hdrll
That mean that we knocking him out
I took a ring to the bank cause the money my spouse
If she don't get what she want then she whine and she pout
I see 20's, 50's, 100's
We keep them Benji's around
It get wicked don't it
We don't like threats get my killers on it
We all in the field just like lil Tony
Told em' rap 'bout what he live
Just stop acting phony
Get up in her (Yeah)
Sound like macaroni
Run with a couple bears shoutout Lil Yogi
Get up to the hotel now she all on me
Ima forever prevail think I need a trophy
Live in Tampa
From the hill
Won't understand how I feel
I ain't even sign no deal
But I'm ready for it
Freaky girls in a hotel
They love my sauce like Rotel
We be really in the field
Smashing all opponents
Gotta get up and go get it
Smack all the taste out ya mouth you act silly
FGM, we really doing them bad with this rapping shit
You feel our lyrics, ain't average
Smoke in the air I ain't popping out, nah
Ain't popping out till I got the drop, yah
Keep Me A Sig, And A Folded Lil Gun
Run Up On Me, We Gone Have A Lil Fun
Want To Get Right Now
Pull Up, Hold The Pole Up
Then I'm Gone Draw Down
03 My Blood
And Bout Him You Get Gunned Down
Swizzy Be Cripping From Sun Up
To Sun Down
We Rock With You If You Rocking With Us
Member Them Days I Was Riding On A Bus
Now I Got Options, I Don't Even Touch
Sacrificing For Fame
I'm Confused, What's The Rush
Dis Shit It Get Wicked
Leave You In The Dust
It get wicked don't it
We don't like threats get my killers on it
We all in the field just like lil Tony
Told em' rap 'bout what he live
Just stop acting phony
Get up in her (Yeah)
Sound like macaroni
Run with a couple bears shoutout Lil Yogi
Get up to the hotel now she all on me
Ima forever prevail think I need a trophy
Boom, bow, run em' down (On gang)
Choppa it's making a sound, uh
Yeah and it's knocking em' down
He feel free to run up then we loading a round
Come here, don't think you making it out
Oh yeah, don't say a word out your mouth
I heard the ops in the back and the killers en route
Say they do anything for the clout
I want the diamonds to shine on each tooth in my mouth
He get hdrll, hdrll, hdrll
That mean that we knocking him out
I took a ring to the bank cause the money my spouse
If she don't get what she want then she whine and she pout
I see 20's, 50's, 100's
We keep them Benji's around
It get wicked don't it
We don't like threats get my killers on it
We all in the field just like lil Tony
Told em' rap 'bout what he live
Just stop acting phony
Get up in her (Yeah)
Sound like macaroni
Run with a couple bears shoutout Lil Yogi
Get up to the hotel now she all on me
Ima forever prevail think I need a trophy
Live in Tampa
From the hill
Won't understand how I feel
I ain't even sign no deal
But I'm ready for it
Freaky girls in a hotel
They love my sauce like Rotel
We be really in the field
Smashing all opponents
Gotta get up and go get it
Smack all the taste out ya mouth you act silly
FGM, we really doing them bad with this rapping shit
You feel our lyrics, ain't average
Smoke in the air I ain't popping out, nah
Ain't popping out till I got the drop, yah
Keep Me A Sig, And A Folded Lil Gun
Run Up On Me, We Gone Have A Lil Fun
Want To Get Right Now
Pull Up, Hold The Pole Up
Then I'm Gone Draw Down
03 My Blood
And Bout Him You Get Gunned Down
Swizzy Be Cripping From Sun Up
To Sun Down
We Rock With You If You Rocking With Us
Member Them Days I Was Riding On A Bus
Now I Got Options, I Don't Even Touch
Sacrificing For Fame
I'm Confused, What's The Rush
Dis Shit It Get Wicked
Leave You In The Dust
It get wicked don't it
We don't like threats get my killers on it
We all in the field just like lil Tony
Told em' rap 'bout what he live
Just stop acting phony
Get up in her (Yeah)
Sound like macaroni
Run with a couple bears shoutout Lil Yogi
Get up to the hotel now she all on me
Ima forever prevail think I need a trophy
Credits
Writer(s): Jayvon Johnson
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