My Priorities
The Alchemist, Prodigy
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Yeah yeah, we here That's right, man, my niggas Light that shit up, light your shit up Oh yeah tap your bottles, crack that Spill a lot for the homies that's RIP You feel me We gon' run it down the line like this Before I get the watch, I get the big Glock Before I step foot in the V I get the stash box no matter the occasion I'm bringin' my heat Take my kids to Sesame place I'm bringin' my heat For sure, you never know, it might pop off Better safe than sorry Niggas could never rob me Or reach their hand towards me In any type fashion F*ck what you heard or think My shit blastin' We hittin' the club, I get my contraband in You fuckin' with us You rather suck mad dick Before I squeeze, I aim for ya hat than Without hesitation, turn your shit backwards Soon as I purchase my kicks I put the gemstars in so if they lock me up My razor make mad hit's Before I die, the world gon' hear me And make me rich, my kids will be filthy Priorities, nigga A: put my gun on, I'm ready for the day Two: try and hit you before you hit me C: he a good nigga, don't cross P Four: balance my hatred and love more E: try to stay alive, I only live once Six: never let fear control me, dunn G: make the money, money never made me Eight: live by four and shit'll be straight Nigga, I don't shoot cars up Or shoot doors up That shit I did when I was sixteen, word up That's child's play Now I got a taste for blood I gotta see some meat hangin' 'fore the job's well done I need to see a nigga drop Before I make my gun stop And before I start shootin', I Make sure it's you, hops Niggas wind me up and wind me up 'Til I pop up on Your scene like Jack-in-a-box With the two choppers cuttin' At you like butter VA style, nigga, your meat get smothered Mobb style, nigga Me and my blood brothers kill Pretty boy rappers if they song speak of us Oh, you shot niggas before? That's cool with me 'Cause you gonna need experience Toolin' with P Before I came to QB, I was already thug Before all this rap shit, I was already bug Priorities, huh A: put my gun on, I'm ready for the day Two: try and hit you before you hit me C: he a good nigga, don't cross P Four: balance my hatred and love more E: try to stay alive, I only live once Six: never let fear control me, dunn G: make the money, money never made me Eight: live by four and shit'll be straight You know, where your head at, son? Get your shit together, man get Your shit in order, boy, ya heard? Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with us Better get your shit straight, nigga Straight up
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Written by: ALBERT JOHNSON, ALAN MAMAN
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