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Me and my bros on the same shit
Would be insane if I lane-switched
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon′ still listen
How you gon' mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin′
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that's him, and it's his kitchen
Yeah, bro, they know that I been on business
I been sick, boy, I swear I need ten chemists
Melody sounding like Jimi Hendrix
I could jump on the stage and get ill with it
Truthfully, bro, I don′t got forgiveness
I can hate on a nigga for years, nigga
I don′t give a fuck
Every year, I tell niggas to buckle up, it's my year, nigga
And it′s never ever gon' change
I remember going through pain
I remember having no change
I remember seeing things change
It′s GMG business
You play, then you lay where you stay
The talk of the town is you sweeter than crepes
You been talking that shit, I been sharpening my blade
I been countin' this cheddar cheese, it′s with me all day
Me and my bros on the same shit
Would be insane if I lane switch
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon' still listen
How you gon' mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin′
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that′s him, and it's his kitchen
I cannot tell no lie
If you a lame, I don′t fuck with you
You know my gang got ties, I ain't tying knots, I ain′t talking shoes
Yes, I got cash, I pay my dues
You're not him, you′re not that dude
Been taking care of my mind, I can't lose it
These niggas is snoozing, I pray for improvement
Came through with the sun, it was looking all gloomy
I ain't say much but they with me, I′m booming
Told ′em all place all your bets, I'm not losing
I knew what I had to do was just to go stupid
Since I came up had the same glow
Niggas know me, they greatest, the main O
If you broke, I don′t get it, my brain closed
I done hustle my out the flames, strong
Me and my bros on the same shit
Would be insane if I lane switch
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon' still listen
How you gon′ mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin'
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that′s him, and it's his kitchen
Would be insane if I lane-switched
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon′ still listen
How you gon' mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin′
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that's him, and it's his kitchen
Yeah, bro, they know that I been on business
I been sick, boy, I swear I need ten chemists
Melody sounding like Jimi Hendrix
I could jump on the stage and get ill with it
Truthfully, bro, I don′t got forgiveness
I can hate on a nigga for years, nigga
I don′t give a fuck
Every year, I tell niggas to buckle up, it's my year, nigga
And it′s never ever gon' change
I remember going through pain
I remember having no change
I remember seeing things change
It′s GMG business
You play, then you lay where you stay
The talk of the town is you sweeter than crepes
You been talking that shit, I been sharpening my blade
I been countin' this cheddar cheese, it′s with me all day
Me and my bros on the same shit
Would be insane if I lane switch
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon' still listen
How you gon' mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin′
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that′s him, and it's his kitchen
I cannot tell no lie
If you a lame, I don′t fuck with you
You know my gang got ties, I ain't tying knots, I ain′t talking shoes
Yes, I got cash, I pay my dues
You're not him, you′re not that dude
Been taking care of my mind, I can't lose it
These niggas is snoozing, I pray for improvement
Came through with the sun, it was looking all gloomy
I ain't say much but they with me, I′m booming
Told ′em all place all your bets, I'm not losing
I knew what I had to do was just to go stupid
Since I came up had the same glow
Niggas know me, they greatest, the main O
If you broke, I don′t get it, my brain closed
I done hustle my out the flames, strong
Me and my bros on the same shit
Would be insane if I lane switch
Shut the fuck up, let my chains talk
Funny thing is they gon' still listen
How you gon′ mess up the win, nigga?
You done went to the top and you still bitchin'
Niggas pulled up to the crib, nigga
They done said that that′s him, and it's his kitchen
Writer(s): Luyanda Mathwasa, Sihle Sithole, Yudhveer Singh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com