Lyrics:
came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so
Now see what I have, I want you
Be with me or Stick N' Move
Now see what I had, I want you
Be with me or Stick N' Move
Stick it, rock your whole clique
keep a safe around me
Everybody came n went
Still ain't switch up on my clique
Ball like Russ
You ain't gotta ask, know it's us
Ball Like Russ
Only
Drizzy blunts, back to back
My flow poison with a hazmat
Niggas hating me but what they mad at
They see me going up like I'm on Nasdaq
My bitch rolled
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
Go
I'm a go getter
Yeah I'm a problem
Going to the top
I already been to the bottom
I'm a bring a few I'm a take her to
Give her a close up of what I
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
"Sak pase? N'ap boule" and rob niggas
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, what's up with that?
See my flick next to Preme, Papi and Cat
(Rule number one... n****z die, daily, hahahaha)
Hear me! Boo-yaow!
(Ready for whatever, hell yeah
What type n**** be a Thug Life n****?
Them
lie down by the fire
and if the neighbours hear, the neighbours hear
''cos they don''t understand / what you''ve got / in your hand
Oh it looks so
whussup
Lemme catcha by tha bathroom
You gon get snuck
I rep that E-a-s-t-e-c-g
Im hurricane
N im S-O-u-t-h-s-i-d-e
Thas what i claim
Now lemme see u put yo
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
dont really want the static (talk to me!)
These n***** up tight it's like they moving in some spandex
But what you really expect from bunch of p******
watch, I gotta squint at my wrist to see
What time it is
N' my hip where the llama is
I'll look at y'all cats cheques like
Where the commas is
Fishtanks in
watch, I gotta squint at my wrist to see
What time it is, n' my hip where the llama is
I'll look at y'all cats cheques like
Where the commas is
Fishtanks
you n****s
I got no business talking with you n****s
It's time for me to reboot
Man I don't fuck with you n****s
Don't care what y'all got going on
Time
control
Time flyin by
Thought we were taking it slow
So much potential in love and I'm excited to grow
She whispered a spell and she suck out n my soul
Now
I see them pussy n****s hating I stay on my grind
Stay up in my lane and never waste my time
I clear my mind
And I keep going and going and going
takin' all yo shit, huh
You think I'm by myself? Nah I pull up with the clique, yuh
Pull up on yo block and I pull up with the stick, yuh
I can't fuck that
I don't give a fuck no mo
Yeah riding with the clique fuck my foes
Might pimp a saint nigga this ain't what you want
Yeah a nigga is a threat when
shape and mold you, son you, then I hold you
Like a pimp, mind control you, double-edge blow you
In the B-I like I'm supposed to, the clique is coastal
number's
in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
I see you stressin' my nigga now tell me what is going on
Somebody took ya bitch
I guess you
the meanest chick
Get the Nafis dip, bouncers at the door clear the path
It's Nafis forever clique
[Boys II Men]
Have them take a place
People sittin'
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