Reup & Bake

(albüm: MONDA - 2016)

Yo

I done cried a lot, I done failed a lot
If we getting locked, we make bail a lot
Cooling at the park, it was hella hot
When them shells are shot we all scrambled out

I'm still having fun with it, I'm still jamming out
Early for that ticket, I can't stand around
Look at now, I hope you see me on that TV screen and make you proud
Its funny how the more you turn up more they turn you down
At Hot Boy house I had the sound and he had plenty pounds
Got some money now, seen my OG hit em with some thou
Good looking nigga, way before this rap shit cooking nigga, you was on my side ain't overlook it nigga
Chains with Jesus on em' knees ain't crossing, this for niggas making money outta all they losses
Through the nonsense we was able to enjoy life through the process
They say conscious and everything you put out turn to garbage
Turn to goblin, cause I done seen the share of my lows
They don't ten toes and rolls why that fake shit got exposed, took control, now we gon' see how far this shit can go
Yeah I know, sometimes they switch it on you friend or foe but I was taught you better stand up when its time to roll
I gotta go, I'm tryna shed some good light on the hood
Shit understood, if it was meant to happen for me then it would
Made some bad moves and found out niggas phony, so I'm good you don't know me stop actin like my homey
She ride me like a pony
I see through your bologna
To the top, I won't stop
'Til the watch stony
Killing shit, Kony
Tryna ball like Kobe, and I'm playing my hand
You gon make a move, show me

I done tried a lot
I done failed a lot
If we getting locked, we make bail a lot
Cooling at the park, it was hella hot
When them shells are shot, we all scramble out

We this and that
We some real niggas
We got everybody listening
We got everyone coming here
My fucking home man, we about to amp this up, let's get this shit started