On Go !!!! (feat. Slimeykcagee)

All of my shit on go Way too much sauce in the beat Even though I don't sip that wok no more And if you ain't know that I got too many flows You might as well assume I got the sauce from a store Someone tell KG the. 808 bang so hard I can still feel the shit in my core And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow Now shit's Changed, life's too easy can't complain From the south to the east they all know my name Lil man came back still run game I am still the shit aint a damn thing changed She pull up shoot my shot like we at the range Played my shit and it's driving them all insane Windows is tinted we slide with no number plate We outside and nobody's safe Try to run up on me left them dead in the lake They know I got it no need to debate Thought I was silent I work at my pace Now these little boys get the f*ck out my face Bitch I came to make bands not to make friends My money is real and your friends all pretend They will stab you in the back like You don't wanna know what that's like Real niggas say it to your face I'd then seen way too many snakes that's the reason I can't buy face I spit fire that's gasoline Told my mama I got a dream Onto finer things On the way made some enemies All these niggas they envy me they're some stranger things And I've been going hard pardon my steez These niggas rusty they need some grease I swear they all overrated This shit ain't just entertainment I can be doing these niggas favors All the way up bitch I'm elevated If this shit up for grabs then I'm here to take it Huh, huh, huh I know that these niggas gon' hate cause the way that I'm rapping I make it sound easy Yeh All of my shit on go Way too much sauce on the beat Even though I don't sip that wok no more And if you ain't know that I got too many flows You might as well assume that I've got the sauce from the store Someone tell KG the 808 bang So hard I can still feel the shit in my core And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow All of my shit on go Way too much sauce on the beat Even though I don't sip that wok no more And if you ain't knowf that I got too many flows You might as well assume that I got the sauce from the store Someone tell KG the 808 Bang so hard I can still feel the shit of my core And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow Now shits changed