Lyrics:
the cage
Cuzzy said you got too much to lose it bait
I was out in the front line
I wanted my notes just straight
Ima meet you by the Odean
I got that nought
Got say a lil somethin' to my fans (ah)
Since this is the end of the c.d.
I gotta say a lil thank you to all my fans and everybody that help.
This
You got it goin' on, what-what?
Uh, what-what?
You got it goin' on, what-what?
Uh, what-what?
You got it goin' on, what-what?
Uh, what-what?
flow you got to be like Noah
Hush
Keep it on the hush
Yeah they all talk but they ain't saying much
Know that real Gs move in silence, that's tough
We
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
that you don't got what it take
None of y'all want to go toe to toe
Face to face, head to head, blow for blow
And this go 'round I'ma show you
only had ti-time for the moment
Shit that is all that I need
A million things that's needing my focus
Got so many I don't know where to start at
Gotta
streets
Pressure got raised so we dabbed up some heat
Claimed she was real but she changed on a G, what’s that to a G, I make plenty Gs
Making this money
their eyes
Dick between my thighs
Always got em’ hypnotized
You could match up every inch
Even be on that Ross Lynch
But when you open ya mouth
All I
thing
This is uh, tomfoolery
This is uhh
Gobble gobble, when what we speak has got no meaning we say "gobble gobble" (brr, brr, bah, bah!)
"I'm posted up,
More than I've ever had to have it before
And I'm trying t put my bid in for sure (for sure)
I'm trying to get by your side
Before you get up outta
and the way you talk, and the things that you do. Oh. It’s the way you smile that drives me wild. I’ve got eyes for you. Maybe it’s the things you do. Baby Baby
did some things
That can hurt the trust!
But I promise
I’m trying to make it work for us!
& you got a million reasons
Not to trust me
I kept dirt
on my 2s
Not on my 3s
You can hate on my shit but not on my gs
Not on my gang
Hand on my thang
Lift it up and your gonna hear a bang
Not on my 1s
Not
real to me
Aah
Thank you Allah for the Gs
Big Up
They be the best to me
Aah
We all together in the win
Big Up
We keep it real for real
Aah
Still together
motherfucker man
Fuck a piece I want the whole motherfucking thing
Can you hear me?
Go tell the promoter hundred racks for an appearance
Go play in another
friends and shit
Textin' back and forth on later evenings
By the end of it
I knew the things that made you tick
The Reasons why you love to kiss
Some
their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' a damn thing
Any
A martyr for this matrix?
They gon turn up the AC then
Charge you for the blankets
Lux verse mean, got you stuck standing there
Like you at a stop sign
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
And I'll still get love from my Gs' though (Uh)
Over the top, how I operate, it's a once in a lifetime opportunity so I got to take it
When I think you don't
their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' a damn thing
Any
on me
Finna flex on my ex finna Flex on Gs I'ma flip the bag better bet on me
A-B-C-D-E-F-G I can't live without you theres no me
Step by step ya baby
Uh, I mean, damn, me and you, forever hand in hand
I'm married to The Firm, boo, you got to understand (understand)
I'll die for 'em, gimme
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