Gettin' (feat. D-Cola)

Yea yea yea
I just, I just, I want the fame

I want the fame, in love with the 0's
Callin' me Bane, I'm never gon' fold
Born in the dark, collected composed
I know I'll get mine you wish you was chose
Cut from the same, you wish you had those
More than a gang, we family we bros
Aim for the top, we always ten toes
I know I'll get mine you wish you was

Aye
I put on for the gang for my clique ain't no calmin' down(aye)
An eye for an eye so don't run around
Bros over bitches I don't need one to make money now(na)
But its funny how they act the way the money sound

Chips on the table yea you know that Ima double down(aye aye)
Too smart to have to dumb it down
40 on my hip in the whip like Im Drake 'cause you know the sound(prr prr)
When I see you Ima shut it down

It ain't sweet when we come around(na)
We got beef fully seasoned for you sillies when we motor down
Up next Ima show you how(yea)
There's a new Filipino in the Bay that could throw it down

Used to flip lookin' back, now I'm him with the pack
Got a phone for the bag, call me Tyga with the racks
I ain't done where I'm at, got a team on my back
Yea my Momma need a house, and we payin' all cash 'cause

I want the fame, in love with the 0's
Callin' me Bane, I'm never gon' fold
Born in the dark, collected composed
I know I'll get mine you wish you was chose
Cut from the same, you wish you had those
More than a gang, we family we bros
Aim for the top, we always ten toes
I know I'll get mine you wish you was

Aye
Might bend but don't break like a elbow, bitch I'm stickin' to it like some Velcro, aye
How you actin' like you trapper of the year, you ain't never even got it through the mail room, huh
Multiple stripes big steppin' nigga shell toes, I ignore the beef you pass the blunt then I inhale smoke
Young OG walk with a limp think he sell dope, if I did I wouldn't even need a scale bro

A vivid picture I can paint it now
Shit I feel like Lil' Wayne but get to singin' Usher Raymond now
I bless the mic and then I take a bow
Is she a two or three so you should tell her I ain't doin no fakin' now

I learned to grind from all the days I was an athlete
No longer will I be watchin' shit from the back seat
Keep it lit until they grab me
I'm gettin to my destination whether its bus, plane, or taxi
Cola

I want the fame, in love with the 0's
Callin' me Bane, I'm never gon' fold
Born in the dark, collected composed
I know I'll get mine you wish you was chose
Cut from the same, you wish you had those
More than a gang, we family we bros
Aim for the top, we always ten toes
I know I'll get mine you wish you was