Go In

JD On Tha track Oh, no, no, no Uh-uh, yeah Niggas could say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit not cap, you a ten I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in Got me some shit that extend You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin? I told my moma to grin, we at the top I ain't been broke in a min Father, my bad for the sin Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga settin' a trend Copped me a Beamer Truly I wanted the Benz Everybody grind, everybody eat I been on my grind on my two feet (On my two feet) Butterfly doors, that's a two-seat (That's a two-seat) They teeth finna punch, call it Bruce Lee We'll spin a nigga block, only two deep Make him run out in his socks like his new feet (New feet) Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy Wanna see my whole block livin' Gucci (Gucci) And the good die young, sip Poochie Walk around two chops, Lil Ducie Outta town finna cop Lil Uzi (Lil Uzi) Know a lot of pussy niggas wanna shoot me (Wanna shoot me) Wear my hat to the back, I ain't woopty Had ya main bitch eat, she a groupie I remember block days, it was 2P (2P) In the cell writin' bars under two sheets (On the two sheets) I remember when the crib had no heat I remember when the opps wanted no beef I remember spinnin' blocks in a stoley Seen a nigga get burned with a bogie I done seen a good kid start OD'ing I done seen bro die 'fron of police So I try not to cry every day now Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down If you hit pussy nigga, better stay down (Stay down) You ain't never moved guns through the greyhound You ain't never gonna spin when it came down And I really wanna hear what you say now Keep a pole everyday, we don't play 'round Backpack got the stash, it's a spray ground I remember tryna jugg on the playground In the stu' goin' hard everyday now Niggas could say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit not cap, you a ten I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in Got me some shit that extend You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin? I told my moma to grin, we at the top I ain't been broke in a min Father, my bad for the sin Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga settin' a trend Copped me a Beamer Truly I wanted the Benz I hope my mother forget the shit that I did She ain't expect from a kid This is the way that it is Stick to your biz' 'fore you start runnin' your jibs I know some killers and goons, I send them lurkin' They finna get you by noon You can get swept like a broom, heaven got room You finna go up there soon What you assume? Had to eat I ain't start with no spoon Feel like brothers just got me in tune Now, I'm finna shoot off to the moon Numbers goin' like Sonic, they zoom Bitches feenin' to give up, they coon Made a milli', so long from a goon I might have me a billion soon, nah, nah I'ma reach for the stars, I soon cop me a new Audemar Had to let go like five at the bar Tell the dealership go get my car I be the man, two-milli' plus on the 'Gram Learn what you don't understand You just a fan, soon as you show me you ran Bro caught a hit of the Xan Boy, I'ma "Blam", that's what you don't understand Now we ain't finna throw hands, no, no Nigga tryna steal my shine I'ma clap before you tryna take mine (No, no, no, no) Lately I been on my grind For a fact we gon' all be fine (No, no, no, no) Haters tryna waste my time, for a fact, I don't pay 'em no mind Niggas could say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit not cap, you a ten I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in Got me some shit that extend You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin? I told my moma to grin, we at the top I ain't been broke in a min Father, my bad for the sin Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga settin' a trend Copped me a Beamer Truly I wanted the Benz