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ON GO

 

ON GO


Yeah I'm back with a vengeance this time we need wealth
Thankful I don't wake up and question myself
Treat life like the crap table with my last
You know I'mma put 100 on me
Did this verse no shirts til I got it down to a T
Made it off the field you couldn't walk in these cleats
Barely getting sleep means all in Manhattan beach
Went from watching Mase to me really speaking with Diddy
Fuck y'all pity there ain't no sleep in the city
Signed to Motown but still hustling like I'm indie
Got Cozz rollin with me and Nana
My girl eatin wontons in the car playin that Drake Sticky
Got that lavan stitching in my hoodie cause it's windy
Farakahn ain't want immy the attacks but neverending
Niggas acting give them emmy's
I been stacking every penny
Run the money up
But never catch me runnin the law
And if I thug with you you'll never catch me subbin my dogs
That's real

On go
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city
Sliding through the city on go

Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city

At this point I don't even know what rest is
When they talkin bout who the best is
I don't know who the rest is
Guess the kid's outta the loot
Focused on checkin my check list
Not worried bout who is who
Why you think you unhonored I'm on the guest list
Was young and restless for the chicken tryin to buy me a coup
Gun shots drug deals that was all that I viewed
I'm not a stranger to the game but I born in music
But I would use it as part of my muse
Along on the way I made an ass of myself
Please pardon the mule
Yeah all of my mistakes was just a spark to the fuse
You ain't real if what I'm talkin got you lost and confused nigga
We ain't the same
Boy I'm cut from a newer cloth
No service I'm with your boo in Malibu for walks
She can't get up off me she drinkin coffee
But not me cause I'm the type that's up before the roosters up

On go
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city
Sliding through the city on go

Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city
Sliding through the city on go
Sliding through the city

done

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