Better Watch It (feat. Trill Castro)
Move in silence watch yo step
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
Made it this far had to pay that price
Lost it all like a roll of the dice
Made it back ain't even think twice
Bad bitch and she rolling all night
Married the game so this for life
Hustle in me I do this for real
In the A like I'm up in the hills
Geeked up nah ion pop pills
Touched down than I holla at trill
Touchdown yeah we need them mills
Circle small cant fuck with no squeal's
Knock em' off cuz shit get real
Mob tied and you know the deal
Goodfella ya cap get peeled
Never switching this the life that I live
Do this here for the ones not here
Jumped off the porch been getting it in
Hopped in the beamer now I need the bens
Wont stop keep chasing the dream
Real hitta's keep drum with the beam
Getty green then I get in between
Chilanta to Texas thats y.o.g
Move in silence watch yo step
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
I was tryna walk down
You can run but you won't get far
I'm slidin' with drake's in a freak car
All of my niggas on demon time
We tryna put all of our face on fox five
Most of these niggas is pussy got nine lives
I'ma pull up with that mac ten
He got hit in the face should've seen his reaction
My niggas really be stepping and stomping
Your brother down in the dirt in a coffin
I keep a stick better proceed with caution
I'm tryna pick off a opp Ty Lawson
I got a glizzy, my shot awesome
He got a bag on his head I'ma off him
If I catch a opp I'ma Randy Moss em'
Move in silence watch yo step
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
Made it this far had to pay that price
Lost it all like a roll of the dice
Made it back ain't even think twice
Bad bitch and she rolling all night
Married the game so this for life
Hustle in me I do this for real
In the A like I'm up in the hills
Geeked up nah ion pop pills
Touched down than I holla at trill
Touchdown yeah we need them mills
Circle small cant fuck with no squeal's
Knock em' off cuz shit get real
Mob tied and you know the deal
Goodfella ya cap get peeled
Never switching this the life that I live
Do this here for the ones not here
Jumped off the porch been getting it in
Hopped in the beamer now I need the bens
Wont stop keep chasing the dream
Real hitta's keep drum with the beam
Getty green then I get in between
Chilanta to Texas thats y.o.g
Move in silence watch yo step
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
I was tryna walk down
You can run but you won't get far
I'm slidin' with drake's in a freak car
All of my niggas on demon time
We tryna put all of our face on fox five
Most of these niggas is pussy got nine lives
I'ma pull up with that mac ten
He got hit in the face should've seen his reaction
My niggas really be stepping and stomping
Your brother down in the dirt in a coffin
I keep a stick better proceed with caution
I'm tryna pick off a opp Ty Lawson
I got a glizzy, my shot awesome
He got a bag on his head I'ma off him
If I catch a opp I'ma Randy Moss em'
Move in silence watch yo step
In the game no need for a ref
Stay prepared posted with a cannon
Ain't playing with em' nah what's happenin'
Get thrown off might loose ya balance
Stay on go don't do no cappin'
Young og had to earn my stripes
Made it this far I lived that life
Made it this far had to pay the price
Credits
Writer(s): Johnnie Rodriguez
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