Alter e.GO
Shawty hit my line like wya baby
Pulled up ...Rolled up
Getting faded
We ain't never make it
Now we famous
Got'em anxious
Now we getting paper
Always grateful
For my greatness
Gotta thank my savior
Whoaaa
Who you
You not me
You so fake
This my lane
Find ya own way
In the kitchen cooking
You better get a plate
I've been down
Since drizzy was little Jimmy
The doctor was smoking chronic
Em was cleaning out his closet
Original don dada
Hold up
Cube was having good days
Don't push my buttons
Cause 2 can play at that game
I don't bullshit
Olay
They coming for my head
Take a shot
And they missing every time
Spin the block
Don't you tell me bout the rules
I break a lot
Don't tell me bout the rules
I break a lot
Damn
I get high
And say hello to god
Confess a Thousand lies
A hundred times
And ya boy arik
Making noise
They just stressing
Asking questions
That's the paranoia
Don't got nothing for ya
It's a long story
Don't call my phone... don't bother me
I'm doing me... you mocking me
I hit it hard... she hollering
I left it broke... that's poverty
You at my door... you knocking me
This my shit now... no apologies
My mob is deep... young prodigy
I own this shit... monopoly
Yeah
It got me going and going and going
I'm taking notes
Cause I'm running these routes and I'm open
They fast food
Cause I'm rolling and driving right thru'em
Damn
Outside ya crib
We plot and camp out
Im doing me
Fuck a hand out
I came from nothing
With no pot to pee in
Saying gratzi
To the Europeans
I've seen both sides
And this the spot to be in
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
Leave you dead and buried
In the cemetery
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all time
Time
Time
But I make it come alive
But I make it come alive
Live
Live
Live
Yeah
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
Leave you dead and buried
In the cemetery
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all the
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all the
Pulled up ...Rolled up
Getting faded
We ain't never make it
Now we famous
Got'em anxious
Now we getting paper
Always grateful
For my greatness
Gotta thank my savior
Whoaaa
Who you
You not me
You so fake
This my lane
Find ya own way
In the kitchen cooking
You better get a plate
I've been down
Since drizzy was little Jimmy
The doctor was smoking chronic
Em was cleaning out his closet
Original don dada
Hold up
Cube was having good days
Don't push my buttons
Cause 2 can play at that game
I don't bullshit
Olay
They coming for my head
Take a shot
And they missing every time
Spin the block
Don't you tell me bout the rules
I break a lot
Don't tell me bout the rules
I break a lot
Damn
I get high
And say hello to god
Confess a Thousand lies
A hundred times
And ya boy arik
Making noise
They just stressing
Asking questions
That's the paranoia
Don't got nothing for ya
It's a long story
Don't call my phone... don't bother me
I'm doing me... you mocking me
I hit it hard... she hollering
I left it broke... that's poverty
You at my door... you knocking me
This my shit now... no apologies
My mob is deep... young prodigy
I own this shit... monopoly
Yeah
It got me going and going and going
I'm taking notes
Cause I'm running these routes and I'm open
They fast food
Cause I'm rolling and driving right thru'em
Damn
Outside ya crib
We plot and camp out
Im doing me
Fuck a hand out
I came from nothing
With no pot to pee in
Saying gratzi
To the Europeans
I've seen both sides
And this the spot to be in
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
Leave you dead and buried
In the cemetery
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all time
Time
Time
But I make it come alive
But I make it come alive
Live
Live
Live
Yeah
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
Leave you dead and buried
In the cemetery
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all the
I'm so legendary
Pistol in my Jeans
Like it's hereditary
This where ppl come to die
But I make it come alive
Come along for the ride
Man we do this all the
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Writer(s): E. Toney
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