Express

Yeah, aw yeah
Aw man, yeah
You ain't cut like this
You ain't cut like this
No, I can never switch
At all, at all, at all, yeah

You ain't cut like this, no I could never switch
These boys probably mad cause my name's so legit
What's up with all these fake niggas you was runnin' with
You get a lot of new friends when that budget hit
I'm talkin' so much money can't fit in no money clip
Ay G, we gotta show these niggas who they fuckin' with
I can't chase a ho, I make little shorty come and get it
Before I change up probably let hеr find another nigga
And since a youngin' I done ran up likе a hunnid digits
My brody told me "watch these dudes looking so suspicious"
Before we let 'em get up on us, we gon' get on them niggas
The fam depend on me we gotta make it home, my nigga
Bounded by no residential, yeah, the watch is presidential
Young nigga run that check up just like it's fundamental
These niggas hate being in my city, boy I'm monumental
I never talk down on my brother that shit confidential, aw yeah

Spot full of killas, everybody gettin' money, everybody pop pistols
With the plots cause we plottin' steady plottin' on these millions
We just got another win, got these niggas in their feelins
I ain't got that many friends but I got a lot of love
If you wanna be my bitch we ain't ever wearin' rubbers
I wrote all my dreams out on 108th
Eight years later, now I own the whole place
I'm runnin' on my race (race)
Goin' at my pace (pace)
Going state to state (state)
Fuckin' up the stage (clicc)
South Central mental gold chains and a pistol
I used to gangbang when I was real real little (where you from?)
Real deal killers jump out and come get you
Your day to day habits is what you turn into (innerprize)
Escalate (escalate)
Motivate (motivate)
Keep it gangster, don't ever soldier hate (bitch)
The Innerprize express gettin' ready for the take off
I ain't get to meet him but it's long live takeoff
And long live Colie and all my dead homies
I know them niggas proud, smilin' down on me
East Side, but it's West Side B-way
The number one gang on this side of the freeway
Ain't no debate, real niggas relate
If it ain't about no money watch the message that you relay (shut up)
Once you fuck up yo life it ain't no replay
Who really runnin' this shit? We'll let the streets say
Niggas be talkin' 'bout foreigns but I don't see a thing
I be all through South Central, switchin' lanes
In the latest, pocket full of blue faces
Hangin' out the window, throwin' up Gangsta's

Haha
Don't wake me up, man
I feel like I'm dreamin'
I'm on the express to success
Innerprize clicc
If you don't like it, suck a dick



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Jones, Jeremy Nash, Mike Diamond
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