da bul yd on go (feat. ra matthews) şarkı sözleri
We on go
No more out here being broke strugglin cuz we can't afford it
It's time to touch that bag
That Frank Lucas money
That 2 mill a week
Ya mean
We hustlas
How can they eva count us out
You fake hatin ass opps
Can stay on da other side
We on go ova here
We all way up on em
All 2020 and beyond
Lemons in the chain with the v cut
(With the v cut)
F*ck you know that I will never ease up
(I will never ease up)
All you niggaz chopping then just speak up
(Speak up)
See em in the streets and they freeze up
All these bitches in the living room
Bottles, weed, everything
What the f*ck you trying for
(What the f*ck you trying for) huh
Well what your trying get into
Cuz we get into everything
know we always on go
Uh on my grind
I be Stackin till the come up
(Till I come up)
Pop bottles
Nights made it till da sun up
(Till da sun up)
RIP da bros ain't make it through da summer)
(Through da summer)
In memory of
My niggaz stay on go for ya
(We on go)
Black rock star call me chuck berry
Did it all from the muscle very necessary
We rollin ova f*ck buls keep dem niggaz buried
Marilyn Manson of this rap shit
Every reason fear me (scary )
We was flippin scripts that was pill money
In da field takin risk 4 da bill money
Memba nights broke and bummy
Now dem hoes love me
Did dirt came out muddy
Opps sendin slugs for me (whoa)
Lemons in the chain with the v cut
(With the v cut)
F*ck you know that I will never ease up
(I will never ease up)
All you niggaz chopping then just speak up
(Speak up)
See em in the streets and they freeze up
All these bitches in the living room
Bottles, weed, everything
What the f*ck you trying for
(What the f*ck you trying for) huh
Well what your trying get into
Cuz we get into everything
Know we always on go
Since a youngin had dreams of gettin rich
(Chase da bag)
In da trap
Had 2 hustle make a flip (grind)
10 toes down
Naw ain't gone slip (never)
When I step up in da club
Still be feeling like I'm mitch
(Whoa) (hey wassup YD)
Burning shit down
Call me Jimmy Hendrix
Bad bitches backstage
Doin somethin explicit
Dodge da feds
I want da rollie not da handcuffs
Poker face
Naw still can't give my hand up
Y'all pop Perc's
I light the woods up
Count big bags
We getting paper cuts
Keep my mind on da cream
Do it all for the team
Hustler forever
Its instilled N my Genes (whoa)
Lemons in the chain with the v cut
(With the v cut)
F*ck you know that I will never ease up
(I will never ease up)
All you niggaz chopping then just speak up
(Speak up)
See em in the streets and they freeze up
All these bitches in the living room
Bottles, weed, everything
What the f*ck you trying for
(What the f*ck you trying for) huh
Well what your trying get into
Cuz we get into everything
Know we always on go