Plan
Now they looking at me I'm the man with plan
All the past hoes wanna see me again
uh
So high in a whole other land
I get back to earth when I see all the bands
Put chanel on my toe just to pick up my mans
Not ina gang but bandana my pants
Look how we step turn ya bitch to a fan
What you gon do man just go get ya bread
I know you just heard what I said
Been through the mud to keep my pockets fed
I cannot beef with no nigga who don't get no bread
Flow got a stick I keep one in the head
Quiet ass nigga but I rap what a lane switch
I'm with Dre ona belt ina spaceship
Do what I can to get out of this matrix
I can't stay in the hood be complacent
I can never get by by faking
The money is worth all my patience
Look at our fashion it's the latest
I aint gon lie my gang slay shit
Fly to La on the same shit
Whenever we land there we know that we sanctioned
Pray to god my niggas gon make it
I know there's some niggas who pray that we ain't shit
We taking charge it's like we taking bank
Double my cup call em ratchet and clank
Shark on my hoodie it came from the tank
He say he a shooter but he shooting blanks
I'm on my own shit it's fuck what you think
This shit a movie you don't wanna blink
The way that I put shit together my thing
Put ice round my neck turn that shit to a rink
He pop percs he bussin
Car go skrtt he dusting
I hit ya bitch she love it
I hop on the beat catch a vibe and start runnin
I'm heating up nigga just like a oven
Bring in the money man keep that shit comin
She want a piece but i ain't with all that lovin
No relation but i could still buss it
I'm about to hit my goals
Used to think that i hit my low
Good thing that i had my bros
Now we on our shit boutta blow
Now we on our shit boutta go
Moving up put our foot out the door
Young niggas we up in our glow
I need me a bitch who could play the main role
Now they looking at me I'm the man with plan
All the past hoes wanna see me again
uh
So high in a whole other land
I get back to earth when I see all the bands
Put chanel on my toe just to pick up my mans
Not ina gang but bandana my pants
Look how we step turn ya bitch to a fan
What you gon do man just go get ya bread
I know you just heard what I said
Been through the mud to keep my pockets fed
I cannot beef with no nigga who don't get no bread
Flow got a stick I keep one in the head
Quiet ass nigga but I rap what a lane switch
I'm with Dre ona belt ina spaceship
Do what I can to get out of this matrix
I can't stay in the hood be complacent
All the past hoes wanna see me again
uh
So high in a whole other land
I get back to earth when I see all the bands
Put chanel on my toe just to pick up my mans
Not ina gang but bandana my pants
Look how we step turn ya bitch to a fan
What you gon do man just go get ya bread
I know you just heard what I said
Been through the mud to keep my pockets fed
I cannot beef with no nigga who don't get no bread
Flow got a stick I keep one in the head
Quiet ass nigga but I rap what a lane switch
I'm with Dre ona belt ina spaceship
Do what I can to get out of this matrix
I can't stay in the hood be complacent
I can never get by by faking
The money is worth all my patience
Look at our fashion it's the latest
I aint gon lie my gang slay shit
Fly to La on the same shit
Whenever we land there we know that we sanctioned
Pray to god my niggas gon make it
I know there's some niggas who pray that we ain't shit
We taking charge it's like we taking bank
Double my cup call em ratchet and clank
Shark on my hoodie it came from the tank
He say he a shooter but he shooting blanks
I'm on my own shit it's fuck what you think
This shit a movie you don't wanna blink
The way that I put shit together my thing
Put ice round my neck turn that shit to a rink
He pop percs he bussin
Car go skrtt he dusting
I hit ya bitch she love it
I hop on the beat catch a vibe and start runnin
I'm heating up nigga just like a oven
Bring in the money man keep that shit comin
She want a piece but i ain't with all that lovin
No relation but i could still buss it
I'm about to hit my goals
Used to think that i hit my low
Good thing that i had my bros
Now we on our shit boutta blow
Now we on our shit boutta go
Moving up put our foot out the door
Young niggas we up in our glow
I need me a bitch who could play the main role
Now they looking at me I'm the man with plan
All the past hoes wanna see me again
uh
So high in a whole other land
I get back to earth when I see all the bands
Put chanel on my toe just to pick up my mans
Not ina gang but bandana my pants
Look how we step turn ya bitch to a fan
What you gon do man just go get ya bread
I know you just heard what I said
Been through the mud to keep my pockets fed
I cannot beef with no nigga who don't get no bread
Flow got a stick I keep one in the head
Quiet ass nigga but I rap what a lane switch
I'm with Dre ona belt ina spaceship
Do what I can to get out of this matrix
I can't stay in the hood be complacent
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Writer(s): Mervin Paul
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