Active
I done shot up to a new height, a new lat
Why you saying that you love me
But you acting like you mad
Like a jersey number
I done put the 9 up on my back
Office phone shorty
All I do is spit the facts
Spit the facts, uh
Spaceship, I done went martian
Never stayed in line I live out the margin
Smooth butter flow, voice margarine
Heartbreak kid, Naija boy charmer
Charming
Cuz I'm hot like Pepper soup
Everyday was rice and stew
But you know how Naija do
I could never follow suit
Cuz I just rock a better suit
I could never skip a step
But niggas skipping to they lue, ouu
I just talked to Cam
He said "let's make some bands"
I just spread the bread cuz i got all the jams
And that's the type of nigga that I really am
First my nggas stick together
Then we sticking to the plan
Let's get active, let's get active
Call up all my niggas
Let's get active, let's get active
Ain't no holding back
I let em have it, let em have it
Getting to them wins
It's automatic, automatic
Made a habit
Looking at my wrist
Time for another risk
Remember I was broke
Now I'm having it
Made a dollar bill
Straight from 50 cents
Son of immigrants
Turned to richerness
I gotta have it
It's something like your twitter mentions
Yea that boy been at it
I remember sleeping on the floor
And I aint have a mattress
But I still hustle hard
Cuz I knew I wasn't average
Right there that be your caption
Looking at my eyes, you can tell the vibe
Everything on rise, like bread and all our lives
Only switching plays, and never switching sides
I can split it with my guys and watch it multiply
I don't do no tick-tack
I aint gotta risk that
If you taking up my time
Imma get my wrist back
Someone call up 911
Go and get the dispatch
I just made a killing with these bands
Where is Nick at?
I done included with the goats like a CC
You can try and imitate, but you could never be me
Wanna spot with the team
You going to the G-league
I don't take no handouts
Nothing good for the free, free
Let's get active, let's get active
Call up all my niggas
Let's get active, let's get active
Ain't no holding back
I let em have it, let em have it
Getting to them wins
It's automatic, automatic
Made a habit
Looking at my wrist
Time for another risk
Remember I was broke
Now I'm having it
Made a dollar bill
Straight from 50 cents
Son of immigrants
Turned to richerness
Why you saying that you love me
But you acting like you mad
Like a jersey number
I done put the 9 up on my back
Office phone shorty
All I do is spit the facts
Spit the facts, uh
Spaceship, I done went martian
Never stayed in line I live out the margin
Smooth butter flow, voice margarine
Heartbreak kid, Naija boy charmer
Charming
Cuz I'm hot like Pepper soup
Everyday was rice and stew
But you know how Naija do
I could never follow suit
Cuz I just rock a better suit
I could never skip a step
But niggas skipping to they lue, ouu
I just talked to Cam
He said "let's make some bands"
I just spread the bread cuz i got all the jams
And that's the type of nigga that I really am
First my nggas stick together
Then we sticking to the plan
Let's get active, let's get active
Call up all my niggas
Let's get active, let's get active
Ain't no holding back
I let em have it, let em have it
Getting to them wins
It's automatic, automatic
Made a habit
Looking at my wrist
Time for another risk
Remember I was broke
Now I'm having it
Made a dollar bill
Straight from 50 cents
Son of immigrants
Turned to richerness
I gotta have it
It's something like your twitter mentions
Yea that boy been at it
I remember sleeping on the floor
And I aint have a mattress
But I still hustle hard
Cuz I knew I wasn't average
Right there that be your caption
Looking at my eyes, you can tell the vibe
Everything on rise, like bread and all our lives
Only switching plays, and never switching sides
I can split it with my guys and watch it multiply
I don't do no tick-tack
I aint gotta risk that
If you taking up my time
Imma get my wrist back
Someone call up 911
Go and get the dispatch
I just made a killing with these bands
Where is Nick at?
I done included with the goats like a CC
You can try and imitate, but you could never be me
Wanna spot with the team
You going to the G-league
I don't take no handouts
Nothing good for the free, free
Let's get active, let's get active
Call up all my niggas
Let's get active, let's get active
Ain't no holding back
I let em have it, let em have it
Getting to them wins
It's automatic, automatic
Made a habit
Looking at my wrist
Time for another risk
Remember I was broke
Now I'm having it
Made a dollar bill
Straight from 50 cents
Son of immigrants
Turned to richerness
Credits
Writer(s): Nico Farclas, Jeffery Ogonna Ugwuanyi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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