Pop

Death is a maybe, afraid of it daily
Went to sleep, heard some gunshots,
Slept like a baby in my bed, uh
So pay attention and start paying me my bread
Real shit, went from field trips to heel flips
Now I kill shit
Terminate the John Connors
Gods with shot callers
I toss em in hot lava right down to rock bottom
And I just heard they waiting for G-Low to POP on em,
Stop playing with me
I'm sliding right through the bullshit,
Spit like I ate a full clip
And running just like I stole it
Dreams are all that I'm hoping to capture them in the moment
Focused like I just started, turned myself to a target
Accepted every challenge and pulled myself out the darkness
Went from rapper to artist to now I'm going the hardest
The farthest ever imagined
Wasn't for your reaction, did this all for distraction
No lights, no camera, just action

Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Cause it's just another day on the block,
Know we gotta get it like yea

Get it 'till it top off, I wonder if this shit gon' ever pop off
Because I got dreams to make it to the top
But it's just another day on the block
Know we gotta get it like

Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah (Gotta get it like)
Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah (I swear I gotta get it like)
Woooooah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Cause it's just another day on the block,
Know we gotta get it like yea



Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Lavelle Willams Jr., Daniel J Lasuncet, Jacob Pierce Hampton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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