Lyrics

They put my name in the grapevine They play too safe I'ma take mine Lemonade cool I be hella grateful I'ma take these fruits and I'ma make wine 'Sposed to be here for a great time Can't let them do me like King Von By the way rest in peace King Von Kill every track that I sing on Aye Dribble left then inward step won't miss the layup Swish in the net keep my hand high 24, shoutout to K Bryant Stepping back to see how great God is Just got engaged to a Great Goddess All of my kids gone be prosperous We finna make this shit pop yes We finna make this shit pop yes Real Philly shit going to the top yes Pull up at corporate go to the top yes We start negotiating when to drop next Organize shows where they lift tops yes Walk out on stage in my flip flops yes They gone go wild when I spit my shit I just hit brodie I'm finna fly in You don't know all the days I cried for this You're disrespectful I'm just honest I ain't got nothing to prove to you Yeah boy you see what the duty do Pour up a drink in jacuzzi pool Can't celebrate as the movie moves Everything that I make timeless We got that shit that's gone break genres We got that shit that's gone make commas Go ape on a nigga Can't take breaks so I raise stakes on niggas Mixtapes on niggas flip states on niggas Member dollar meals now I eat steaks on niggas Big plates, gone fill up Pull up to the buffet They coming for blood I'll slay them niggas 'Member ain't have a nickel Now every single month I be paying my people to stay unemployed Ain't no figure you can give for my soul I can't be like no one else no Fuck it I got my own label Called my homies tryna see what we can make grow Stepping so hard they thought I might break a toe I be going hard, heavy bars and change the flow We gone be ard it don't matter which way it go They keep attempting, attempting, like Dej Loaf Gotta keep stacking these pesos Gotta keep cashing the bankrolls He want that action we won't do the back and forth I leave his ass in a stinkhole We do not condone violence That don't mean don't read fine print My city always on hot shit Not just summer so no Stallion Wear my own clothes I'm so stylish Matter fact bro you should go cop it We've got so many options FEAR Entertainment we conquering
Writer(s): Ronald Chavous Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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