CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Live Szn
I just woke up a new guy
Kickin' out b*t*hes like bye
Tell that n***a to buy
If he ain't have money then bye
He tried to buy with a five
What? How?
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look at me right in the eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Homie ain't telling no lies
Running up a cheque up like bye
Look at me right in the eyes
MK ain't telling no lies
Always rolling with that thing tucked
So much money like I robbed a Brinks truck
Can't do it if it don't go my way
If you don't bring cash, then bye, bae
'Cause we don't have time to be wasting
There's too much money to be chasing
All we do is for profit
If you have none then you lost it
I strapped up, then I got a boss b*t*h
You riding out, so n***a, why you nauseous?
Look me right in the eyes
See the pain in my eye
Young n***a struggled to survive
All that bad time made me a new guy
N***as hate, this new kid ain't too live
I'm grippin', diddy boppin' all on your side
I'm putting fear into you all of you guys
These n***as can't sleep, I'm all on they mind
They worry 'bout me, I'm worried 'bout my nine
I gotta make [?], yeah it's ready to fire
These n***as hate 'cause I am the guy
These n***as hate 'cause I'm ready to ride
I pull up on his block, two shots, yeah, I fire
I got my opp neck tied by a wire
Flaming sh*t like I started a fire
You need 'em gone, then I'm ready for hire
N***as can't see I'm all up in they dreams
All they hearinh is the scopes and the beams
With that thirty, like Curry
I'm shooting sh*t without a blue and gold jersey
Woke up a new guy, kicking b*t*hes out
Bwoydem on my a**, so I take a different route
Talking all that sh*t, tell me what's that sh*t's about?
We the live guy, show you who the sickest out
Number five tints, no licence
We gon' hop out the whip when we drive in
Whip sliding, couple Live men
We doin' the dash past sirens
No trappin' this week, we riding
Three blocks, one week, kind of tiring
Don't try it, don't try me
We pull up, get it in no ID
I just woke up a new guy
Kicking out b*t*hes like bye
If he don't got money then bye
Tell that lil' n***a to buy
He tried to buy with a five (What? How?)
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look me right into my eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Smiley ain't telling no lies
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
Kickin' out b*t*hes like bye
Tell that n***a to buy
If he ain't have money then bye
He tried to buy with a five
What? How?
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look at me right in the eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Homie ain't telling no lies
Running up a cheque up like bye
Look at me right in the eyes
MK ain't telling no lies
Always rolling with that thing tucked
So much money like I robbed a Brinks truck
Can't do it if it don't go my way
If you don't bring cash, then bye, bae
'Cause we don't have time to be wasting
There's too much money to be chasing
All we do is for profit
If you have none then you lost it
I strapped up, then I got a boss b*t*h
You riding out, so n***a, why you nauseous?
Look me right in the eyes
See the pain in my eye
Young n***a struggled to survive
All that bad time made me a new guy
N***as hate, this new kid ain't too live
I'm grippin', diddy boppin' all on your side
I'm putting fear into you all of you guys
These n***as can't sleep, I'm all on they mind
They worry 'bout me, I'm worried 'bout my nine
I gotta make [?], yeah it's ready to fire
These n***as hate 'cause I am the guy
These n***as hate 'cause I'm ready to ride
I pull up on his block, two shots, yeah, I fire
I got my opp neck tied by a wire
Flaming sh*t like I started a fire
You need 'em gone, then I'm ready for hire
N***as can't see I'm all up in they dreams
All they hearinh is the scopes and the beams
With that thirty, like Curry
I'm shooting sh*t without a blue and gold jersey
Woke up a new guy, kicking b*t*hes out
Bwoydem on my a**, so I take a different route
Talking all that sh*t, tell me what's that sh*t's about?
We the live guy, show you who the sickest out
Number five tints, no licence
We gon' hop out the whip when we drive in
Whip sliding, couple Live men
We doin' the dash past sirens
No trappin' this week, we riding
Three blocks, one week, kind of tiring
Don't try it, don't try me
We pull up, get it in no ID
I just woke up a new guy
Kicking out b*t*hes like bye
If he don't got money then bye
Tell that lil' n***a to buy
He tried to buy with a five (What? How?)
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look me right into my eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Smiley ain't telling no lies
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
