SANCTIONED (feat. K.G.)
I took my day ones straight out of the gutter
Ride by myself I don't need me a brother
Right where I am from we don't front bout our paper
I ride with my nina that's word to my mother
Selling my soul nah
Know I got to stay ten toes down yeah
How could you
Switch up on me throughout all the years
When you know that I been had your back
I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
I am in New York rocking Cartier lenses
I am looking right and my bitch looks expensive
Just sold a brick and I flooded the watch
I can't tell the time cause the VVS be dancing
Hop out the jet
Yeah we ball like the Nets
Bitch I'm putting time for the set
Ain't got time for a bitch
Ride round town in a Benz
Bad lil jawn with a friend
I'm in the back of the Bentley
I'm pouring up wock in the cup
Mixing dirty and shit
Ride with my nina and it hold a 30
Gon pull on sight we might empty the clip
Selling my soul nah
Know I got to stay ten toes down
Know I be up on a road now
No more putting shit on hold now yeah
I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
Take my time with the shit that I do
I'ma cop me an AP by next year I double up
I remember giving momma headaches a menace
They said that this little nigga so troublesome
Many times drink my pain in that double up
Wanted bands now a nigga a couple up
Never greedy but this shit is not enough
Need some losses to make sure we're climbing up
And I be with the gang that's the mob
These niggas ain't wanting no problems
We just subtract and we solve it
Add up the divies and better my commas
Feeling like sosa I stay with that lamma
I do this shit for the gang and my momma
Ducking the jakes and these scammers and robbers
I cannot give up the steak and this lobster
Yeah I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
Ride by myself I don't need me a brother
Right where I am from we don't front bout our paper
I ride with my nina that's word to my mother
Selling my soul nah
Know I got to stay ten toes down yeah
How could you
Switch up on me throughout all the years
When you know that I been had your back
I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
I am in New York rocking Cartier lenses
I am looking right and my bitch looks expensive
Just sold a brick and I flooded the watch
I can't tell the time cause the VVS be dancing
Hop out the jet
Yeah we ball like the Nets
Bitch I'm putting time for the set
Ain't got time for a bitch
Ride round town in a Benz
Bad lil jawn with a friend
I'm in the back of the Bentley
I'm pouring up wock in the cup
Mixing dirty and shit
Ride with my nina and it hold a 30
Gon pull on sight we might empty the clip
Selling my soul nah
Know I got to stay ten toes down
Know I be up on a road now
No more putting shit on hold now yeah
I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
Take my time with the shit that I do
I'ma cop me an AP by next year I double up
I remember giving momma headaches a menace
They said that this little nigga so troublesome
Many times drink my pain in that double up
Wanted bands now a nigga a couple up
Never greedy but this shit is not enough
Need some losses to make sure we're climbing up
And I be with the gang that's the mob
These niggas ain't wanting no problems
We just subtract and we solve it
Add up the divies and better my commas
Feeling like sosa I stay with that lamma
I do this shit for the gang and my momma
Ducking the jakes and these scammers and robbers
I cannot give up the steak and this lobster
Yeah I be putting that pain bitch
Can't fuck with the mob
Can't fuck with the squad
Oh no you not sanctioned
And just give it time and all of these hoes they'll be on the same shit
Had run up a bag still ain't done enough
If you want to talk hot then come back it up
Please don't touch I ain't trying to chop it up
Credits
Writer(s): Sherzod Nishanov
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