歌詞
Thinkin' to myself for real, how to get mo pape
Gotta play it, always chill, ain't believe in a safe
Digital, I let it stack, but this shit ain't a game
I'm in yeah rare mode, 500 a plate
If you want it better get it, knew I'd find a way
But still learnin', no entitlement to nothin' I make
Unless I put you there, I'm puttin' up
Tell me that I couldn't of
Student to the game, promise that I put my foot in it
Jaz know I'm dedicated, try me, yeah, I'm pullin' it
There will be no resignation, nah, we ain't givin' up
Goin' even harder, next crib with the cinema
I knew that I just had to sit still, watch the pendulum
Swing, baby, I be in the city, let it ring, baby
Everybody know my face on the scene, baby
Early checkout with this beam, if he act crazy
Before Dame,we a still leave ya trail blazin
Came for the bright lights, for the bright lights, and the bad bitches
Now I'ma pop mine, mm-hmm, shit, in here
Came for the bright lights, money, bad bitches
Said I'ma pop my, mm-hmm, shit, in here
Two verses lately, better when its right off of the heart
Got shit to say the day I realized I'm a shark
Can't fuck with me, I'd rather put it all in the art. Some my brothers getting M's
But I'm still at the quick mart, white T, seven dollars
With the bros from the bottom, only foldin, is dollars.
We gon' show up with a plan, cause we've been growin
In silence, they been Oh chasing comments
I'm in love with these commas
I hit Oakland with the Oakland, Oakland, Oakland
With the silencer, Oakland with the llama
And they tell me ish get em, and I tell em no problem
I got mo confidence, so no not buyin' nothin
Y'all **** sellin', I don't know nobody, Im!
Written by: Ishmael S Ali


