CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Resilient
Yea…
Don’t never let these n***as try to play u out position man…
Uhh…
Don’t never let them n***as try to play you off the streets you know…
Just gotta keep hustling, you gonna persevere through it all…
Real n***as can relate to that… we get inspired… we get motivated…
Them other n***as always gonna hate… f**k em!
I got this Rollie on my wrist and I wear it just to shine/
They said I couldn’t do it, but I did it on my time/
Got it from the grind, started from the bottom/
How the f**k they gonna hate, real n***as gone’ relate/
Always knew I’d be great, in and out of states/
New Benz, paper plates… shout out to the dealers/
These new rappers is fiends, shout out to the dealers/
I’m nothing like these boys, cuz I’m realer/
I swear to God, I’m hearing all the whispering, tell them n***as speak up/
I bet you that energy ain't the same when we meet up/
That’s why I got my feet up/
New crib, put the heat up/
I promise you that thing still in an arms reach/
For the day a coward breach, Try to play me like I’m sweat/
Cuz I’m young, fly, witty, and handsome/
That nine gonna speak to him, them hollows creep through ‘em/
Ain't nobody ‘round here paying no ransom/
It ain't about how many times you get knocked down…
It’s how many times you get back up and keep pushing…
We resilient… huh… (Brooklyn!)
A true hustler gonna find a way to eat no matter what (Haa!)
Nobody can stop what we got going on… (you n***as know the vibes)
(Whoa.. woo woo woo whoa!)
Don’t never let these n***as try to play u out position man…
Uhh…
Don’t never let them n***as try to play you off the streets you know…
Just gotta keep hustling, you gonna persevere through it all…
Real n***as can relate to that… we get inspired… we get motivated…
Them other n***as always gonna hate… f**k em!
I got this Rollie on my wrist and I wear it just to shine/
They said I couldn’t do it, but I did it on my time/
Got it from the grind, started from the bottom/
How the f**k they gonna hate, real n***as gone’ relate/
Always knew I’d be great, in and out of states/
New Benz, paper plates… shout out to the dealers/
These new rappers is fiends, shout out to the dealers/
I’m nothing like these boys, cuz I’m realer/
I swear to God, I’m hearing all the whispering, tell them n***as speak up/
I bet you that energy ain't the same when we meet up/
That’s why I got my feet up/
New crib, put the heat up/
I promise you that thing still in an arms reach/
For the day a coward breach, Try to play me like I’m sweat/
Cuz I’m young, fly, witty, and handsome/
That nine gonna speak to him, them hollows creep through ‘em/
Ain't nobody ‘round here paying no ransom/
It ain't about how many times you get knocked down…
It’s how many times you get back up and keep pushing…
We resilient… huh… (Brooklyn!)
A true hustler gonna find a way to eat no matter what (Haa!)
Nobody can stop what we got going on… (you n***as know the vibes)
(Whoa.. woo woo woo whoa!)
