Isaiah Rashad - ow I Started lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad - ow I Started lyrics]
Young nigga can't love no more
Pussy ass niggas broke over 28 grams
Who the fuck and what the fuck
We 'spose to do with it?
My brother used to ride the bucket
With the tube in it
Six-12's, heard you trapping with
A mean soundtrack
Do you need some bubble, do you drink?
Man, my uncle was a cool sleep walker
Don't be backin' away
The Benz that he wanted got
Him back in the race
I feel like I shouldn't put
It back in your face
But here is the motherfucking bat at the base
And steer into motherfucking lacquer today
I'm cracking the case, as Johnny would say
From babies
Your liquor bottle would pop if it's me
Your topic was hella bogus
You fucking with everybody
I see how you over do it
I knew my idol was inferior
I just needed something to believe huh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Quit tripping, you don’t feel like paper
Talk like money
These days niggas intervene like bitches
12 know, he was at the green light twitching
Praying that I got a balance beam my nigga
Looking like I got a balance beam my nigga
Maybe it was me
I was running to the east side
Touched down, looking like I made one
These days, these hoes caught you
Fishing for a baller
Bitch I never wanna go to Winnie Lake
And I never reminisce about my old shit
I guess I figured from the signs
Them bitches did a line
And then them bitches did some more shit
I should’ve caught it on film
But most won’t believe us fuck ‘em
Can you keep a secret? I'mma
Keep it for myself
Wonder why your mission always
Fucking up the mood wonder why your mission-
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Pussy ass niggas broke over 28 grams
Who the fuck and what the fuck
We 'spose to do with it?
My brother used to ride the bucket
With the tube in it
Six-12's, heard you trapping with
A mean soundtrack
Do you need some bubble, do you drink?
Man, my uncle was a cool sleep walker
Don't be backin' away
The Benz that he wanted got
Him back in the race
I feel like I shouldn't put
It back in your face
But here is the motherfucking bat at the base
And steer into motherfucking lacquer today
I'm cracking the case, as Johnny would say
From babies
Your liquor bottle would pop if it's me
Your topic was hella bogus
You fucking with everybody
I see how you over do it
I knew my idol was inferior
I just needed something to believe huh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Quit tripping, you don’t feel like paper
Talk like money
These days niggas intervene like bitches
12 know, he was at the green light twitching
Praying that I got a balance beam my nigga
Looking like I got a balance beam my nigga
Maybe it was me
I was running to the east side
Touched down, looking like I made one
These days, these hoes caught you
Fishing for a baller
Bitch I never wanna go to Winnie Lake
And I never reminisce about my old shit
I guess I figured from the signs
Them bitches did a line
And then them bitches did some more shit
I should’ve caught it on film
But most won’t believe us fuck ‘em
Can you keep a secret? I'mma
Keep it for myself
Wonder why your mission always
Fucking up the mood wonder why your mission-
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh
Saw the fist go up, but the
Shit goes down on the Westside, ooh