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It's always on (Fifty one fifty, yeah) Yeah we riding on LO's and chrome, now you hear me for real It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe it) Best believe you see me coming, I'm coming, they get it No foolishness, a lot of gagging and struggling business It ain't about money, it ain't me, I ain't tryin' to hear it You play games, real quick shit do get serious I keep it real, to the bone, I ain't fake at all You wanna verse, first get ten G then you can call That's what's headin' with me, I'm tryna get straight and ball I got dog 'bout to come home I gotta break 'em all They've been chosen for years they won't see her break it off You gotta catch them, they sick of checkin' shaking it off It ain't no secret I'm here to get me, standin' tall Nuts in one hand, Joe in the other, back against the wall It feel good takin' my niggas to the mall Peelin' them off tell them "Have fun and do y'all" Naked and fucked up, lettin' my money get long I'm representing real shit, my nigga, it's on It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe that) Nigga you know how I do Look at me, I look at you Ridin' in the escalator, while I escalate too Player fuck your twenty four's and rocked up juices Don't look at me too hard, 'cause I would use it baby, use it You wanna work for real, I'll be trippin' now I'm provin' Them hoes say I'm bluesin' them, when I'm gone off their legs Yeah bitch, popped as hell and fucked me to death And think about me two weeks later Bet that pussy get wet Yo bitch, you been drivin' you's a pill poppin' hoe She says she likes slow motion, then want me to fuck her slow I tapped on the edge three times for the curb No I'm keepin' real for my niggas, my nerves I never give a fuck, and that bitch never told me Baby daddy get deputy and whip her for forty I told that pussy nigga, when I seen him on the street I'ma kick him in his head And knock all his fucking teeth out It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe that) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe that) Them haters don't like that Stupid slimmin' be too chillin' then click clack This for my real niggas This for my real bitches They won't see me and my dog on Cribs and how we livin' 'Cause we can take it yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know you haters out there goin' let us make us a mill' I take a deal, I don't fuck around player Before I kill a nigga, I've gotta say a prayer We bought whatever, you bought it, we bought it, bring it on Fuck all that shit, we shot with words, we gonna make it known We sling plastic Glocks and knives in solid chrome We hit your block and whoever are we doing it's strong That's how we roll, when we roll, you know how it goes We take niggas laid and fuck 'em in the asshole If you're fucking with me, fuck with me on some cash flow 'Cause if it's street shit, they flyin' in a rat hole It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe that) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) It's on (yes nigga it's always on) We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long (Believe that)
Writer(s): Gary Samuels, Andre Gray, Lloyd James, Sean Henriques, Victan Edmund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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