[Intro]
(Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em)
[Chorus: FCG Heem]
Killed some, he want to impress me and mob with the team
Fuck sleepin', I'm gon' sacrifice to live like a king
Money comin' in and stackin' 'til it's tall like Yao Ming
From the 'jects, now, it's private jets when we boardin'
I think this rap shit gon' change my life, fuck it, I'm all in
Head first in the streets, step back 'fore you fall in
Big body, I need 'bout two lanes when I'm parkin'
Gun smoke, you play with us for real 'cause we don't start shit
[Verse 1: FCG Heem]
Still in my hood, parkin' foreigns in the parkin' lot
Back in 2018, we ain't have shit, now we got a lot
Niggas ain't really tryna make no money, thеy just talk a lot
Nigga play with me, it ain't shit we can talk about
Know them boys gon' catch a hat 'bout mе, ain't got to pay a fee
I ain't never gon' stop grindin', I'ma make sure they remember me
Pickin' letters off the door, can't get it out my memory
Speedin' fast, hope I don't die this way, been livin' recklessly
I miss my nigga, my heart turned cold when they took him
I ain't bluffin', I won't hesitate to shoot like Devin Booker
Walked in with all this ice on, I got all them bitches lookin'
DM be crazy, I can't even respond, they gon' book me
(Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em)
[Chorus: FCG Heem]
Killed some, he want to impress me and mob with the team
Fuck sleepin', I'm gon' sacrifice to live like a king
Money comin' in and stackin' 'til it's tall like Yao Ming
From the 'jects, now, it's private jets when we boardin'
I think this rap shit gon' change my life, fuck it, I'm all in
Head first in the streets, step back 'fore you fall in
Big body, I need 'bout two lanes when I'm parkin'
Gun smoke, you play with us for real 'cause we don't start shit
[Verse 1: FCG Heem]
Still in my hood, parkin' foreigns in the parkin' lot
Back in 2018, we ain't have shit, now we got a lot
Niggas ain't really tryna make no money, thеy just talk a lot
Nigga play with me, it ain't shit we can talk about
Know them boys gon' catch a hat 'bout mе, ain't got to pay a fee
I ain't never gon' stop grindin', I'ma make sure they remember me
Pickin' letters off the door, can't get it out my memory
Speedin' fast, hope I don't die this way, been livin' recklessly
I miss my nigga, my heart turned cold when they took him
I ain't bluffin', I won't hesitate to shoot like Devin Booker
Walked in with all this ice on, I got all them bitches lookin'
DM be crazy, I can't even respond, they gon' book me
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.