How We Coming

Sheesh (Ooh, ooh)

I don't know what these folks got goin' on

Camden, Camden, got the sauce

It's some big talk coming from the tip top

When we shine, they gon' hate me like I'm Chris Rock

Small world comin' from a big block

Speed racin', can't afford to make a pit stop

You know how we coming, homie

How we coming, homie

I got all this flavor on me

From the one and only

You know how we coming, baby

How we coming, baby

Coolin' and we never shady

Slippin' lemonade

Hey, yeah, Devil on the prowl so I stay in my zone (Yeah)

Back with the bounce, it's Young T from the cove (Yeah)

Ice in my veins, I go Sylvester Stallone (Okay)

You know how I'm coming, all back with rose gold

I got all this flavor on me dripping like the culinary

Mix it up, it taste sweet as cherry or blueberry

God blessed, I was headed for the cemetery or the penitentiary

Yeah, Vinatieri, uh

Kicked out all my demons, now I'm makin' history

God blessed, that boy eating now, rotisserie

Hit the gas, hit the horse

Can't afford to stop, no crash course

It's some big talk coming from the tip top

When we shine, they gon' hate me like I'm Chris Rock

Small world comin' from a big block

Speed racin', can't afford to make a pit stop

You know how we coming, homie

How we coming, homie

I got all this flavor on me

From the one and only

You know how we coming, baby

How we coming, baby

Cooling and we never shady

Slipping lemonade

Uh, sunlight on my rooftop

I was ten when I learned what a tool was

I don't need any peace, I need woosah

R.I.P. to my cuz, it was too much

Yeah, I was twenty when he took his final breath (Final breath)

All the pressure got me feelin' like I'm next (Like I'm next)

I've been stressed, but I'm blessed nonetheless

If I make it in my thirties, I'ma flex, ah

Take flight, ooh

Up like phew (Ooh)

God came through (Ooh)

Blessed, achoo (Ooh)

Yes, my crew (Ooh)

Stuck like glue (Ooh)

Ain't no way I could lose, yeah

I got a sweet life for real, no Zack and Cody

So with God on my side, we Shaq and Kobe

And I still don't be sleepin', but I be cozy

They gon' dig what we doin' 'cause they be nosy

Like the police, yeah

Devil gon' say the sky's the limit (No way)

Tryna be heaven bound

Had to go pimp my ride, Xzibit

Look at my brand new crown

Remember them nights on South Deshon

Pray we make it safe and sound

So if you hear a little slang, that's that A-Town

I'm at church in Balmain, please don't try to false claim

One K.F. and no shame, it's a gang land

Popping like some champagne, tryna do the right thing

Phew, R.G. and Ty, man, yeah (It's amazing)

You know how we coming, homie

How we coming, homie

I got all this flavor on me

From the one and only

You know how we coming, baby

How we coming, baby

Cooling and we never shady

Slippin' lemonade