[Top5ivee] Go against the gang, grab a sheet, we finna tuck ´em in
I was down broke, they ain´t believe me, but I understand On the road to riches, I ain´t stopping ´til they let me in And when they do, we ain´t stopping, I bet they´ll think again Lights, camera, action shit, I´m getting used to this But don´t think I´m not in the field, still pulling skits
[P4K] Big Benz sliding through the set, I love to drag race Niggas love to speak on the gang, but be in last place Louis V Chucks on my feet like I got bad taste Had to get the belt to match the socks ´cause they ain´t have Bape
Big bread, bust down the bag, I need a fucking M If you ain´t talking ´bout a lot of bread, then we can´t fuck with them You wouldn´t dare to mix your Wock´ and Tris and drop a Perc´ up in it My mind playing tricks on me, but the strap, it got like twenty in it Hollow points, I´m quick to bang it out, I make it hard for niggas Say I´m phased from this thug life, it kind of scarred a nigga Fell to the bottom of the pit, was left to starve with niggas But the same Jay ones I starved with made it hard for niggas Flag a nigga down, I´m out the window, that´s a flatline Better have that strap in your coupe because I got mine
You ain´t never with me at the apartment to confine me Then slid to the opposition side and try to box ´em in
[Top5ivee] Go against the gang, grab a sheet, we finna tuck ´em in I was down broke, they ain´t believe me, but I understand On the road to riches, I ain´t stopping ´til they let me in And when they do, we ain´t stopping, I bet they´ll think again Lights, camera, action shit, I´m getting used to this But don´t think I´m not in the field, still pulling skits
[EKillaOffDaBlock] Hop on the road and get that bag, that´s what a young nigga into Up on the block where it´s hot, you got your Glock? I got my shit too That nigga homie died, his mama used to hold box of tissue That nigga said he had a problem with me, boy, then press your issue And if I put that bag up on your head, my young niggas gon´ get you Remember pushing in them Hondas, now a nigga need a Benz coupe That nigga said he had a problem with me, boy, then press your issue Hop on the road and get that bag, that´s what a young nigga into
[5Much] That´s what we into Mmm
[5Much] I´m so sick and tired, so sick and tired for real Ain´t no sympathy for the other side for real Felt a lot of pain, now I live in sorrow Where I´m from, you pray that you see tomorrow Catch an oppa slipping, hollow tip his backside He a Baby Stone Gorilla and he love the gang slide Just pulled out walking on that mainline Nigga, we ain´t playing ball, tell the opps it´s game time If a nigga shoot his shot, would I miss you, bae? Would I wipe that nigga nose just like tissue paper?
If I see you kissing faces now, you gon´ fuck me later Mix the uh with the uh, now I´m high like an elevator Tryna stack a hundred hundreds, tryna stack that paper Tryna touch a big bag, rather take later Told her these Givenchy shoes, not no Chuck Taylors Told her we just friends now, we can fuck later
[Top5ivee] Go against the gang, grab a sheet, we finna tuck ´em in I was down broke, they ain´t believe me, but I understand On the road to riches, I ain´t stopping ´til they let me in
And when they do, we ain´t stopping, I bet they´ll think again Lights, camera, action shit, I´m getting used to this But don´t think I´m not in the field, still pulling skits