In the pot (feat. Reedo773)
Slim
Alright
Yeah I'm feeling that one
I like that second one
C'mon Nikko turn me up
All these niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Trying to hold me down yeah niggas trying get me got
Clawing at me trying to stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
All the niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Try to hold me down yeah niggas trying to get me got
Clawing at me tryna stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
Sitting in this dark room thinking
My pen inking
Is my music bringing
Or am I sinking
Into the culture I be captivating
Wait my tears evaporating
These tunes alleviating
Don't make me do demonstrations
Slim gone be the fucking greatest
Woah
Relapse relapse
I'm back in that track
Sometimes I think I'm moving forward
Then I'm running right back
Try to think happy thoughts
But all I'm seeing is black
Smoke some weed to calm down
But then the panic attacks
And I feel you
Yeah listening to this song
See whatever you on
You tryna get on your Own
And I relate to you
And everything you do
I'm tryna eat up off these lyrics
And you trying to get a plate or two
See we all the same
Boiling in this pot of shame
I just want the money
But I'll take it with the fame
And all the fans and people that told me
When I was down they gone hold me
But when it really happened
They got ghost like they was Holy
Look we all trying to be great
But all these niggas fake
Ain't no way in this world
That you gone live without some hate
Cause they still hate on Jordan
And they hate LeBron too
And since the Mamba ain't the goat
Rip two four this one for you
All these niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Trying to hold me down yeah niggas trying get me got
Clawing at me trying to stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
All the niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Try to hold me down yeah niggas trying to get me got
Clawing at me tryna stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
I remember back a nigga was young and we used to chill
Causing problems as a Jit we was in that shit for the thrill
Now a nigga grown as hell and I only got time for bills
Sick and tired of the BS too worried bout getting killed
Got to make a move cause time it ain't waiting I'm really stepping
Thirty shots up in this bitch with my shooters lookin like Stephen
It get deadly in the cut man these niggas gone need a medic
All these thoughts up in my head when I'm thinking this shit get hectic
Getting hate its just gone happen it get to you if you let it
Don't be talking I be walking get down and get straight to business
I be hooping down the court they ain't guarding shit when I pivot
Getting started in this shit gone be a minute before I'm finished
On the way up I ain't playin and all y'all gone have to witness
Ain't gone stop until the top man you know that I'm breaking limits
I be chillin with the gang I been in my bag for a minute
I be minding all business don't know why you niggas tripping
You be tripping about a bitch but a nigga already hit it
When I hop up on this beat then you know that I'm about to spit it
When I'm shooting hitting shots then you know that Im never missing
When it's time to get the money you know that we gotta vision
Alright
Yeah I'm feeling that one
I like that second one
C'mon Nikko turn me up
All these niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Trying to hold me down yeah niggas trying get me got
Clawing at me trying to stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
All the niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Try to hold me down yeah niggas trying to get me got
Clawing at me tryna stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
Sitting in this dark room thinking
My pen inking
Is my music bringing
Or am I sinking
Into the culture I be captivating
Wait my tears evaporating
These tunes alleviating
Don't make me do demonstrations
Slim gone be the fucking greatest
Woah
Relapse relapse
I'm back in that track
Sometimes I think I'm moving forward
Then I'm running right back
Try to think happy thoughts
But all I'm seeing is black
Smoke some weed to calm down
But then the panic attacks
And I feel you
Yeah listening to this song
See whatever you on
You tryna get on your Own
And I relate to you
And everything you do
I'm tryna eat up off these lyrics
And you trying to get a plate or two
See we all the same
Boiling in this pot of shame
I just want the money
But I'll take it with the fame
And all the fans and people that told me
When I was down they gone hold me
But when it really happened
They got ghost like they was Holy
Look we all trying to be great
But all these niggas fake
Ain't no way in this world
That you gone live without some hate
Cause they still hate on Jordan
And they hate LeBron too
And since the Mamba ain't the goat
Rip two four this one for you
All these niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Trying to hold me down yeah niggas trying get me got
Clawing at me trying to stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
All the niggas in the city is like crabs in the pot
Try to hold me down yeah niggas trying to get me got
Clawing at me tryna stop me from reaching the top
But I can't cool down for you I'm too motherfucking hot
I remember back a nigga was young and we used to chill
Causing problems as a Jit we was in that shit for the thrill
Now a nigga grown as hell and I only got time for bills
Sick and tired of the BS too worried bout getting killed
Got to make a move cause time it ain't waiting I'm really stepping
Thirty shots up in this bitch with my shooters lookin like Stephen
It get deadly in the cut man these niggas gone need a medic
All these thoughts up in my head when I'm thinking this shit get hectic
Getting hate its just gone happen it get to you if you let it
Don't be talking I be walking get down and get straight to business
I be hooping down the court they ain't guarding shit when I pivot
Getting started in this shit gone be a minute before I'm finished
On the way up I ain't playin and all y'all gone have to witness
Ain't gone stop until the top man you know that I'm breaking limits
I be chillin with the gang I been in my bag for a minute
I be minding all business don't know why you niggas tripping
You be tripping about a bitch but a nigga already hit it
When I hop up on this beat then you know that I'm about to spit it
When I'm shooting hitting shots then you know that Im never missing
When it's time to get the money you know that we gotta vision
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Oneal
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