Lil B - Mac Pressed Over lyrics
[Lil B - Mac Pressed Over lyrics]
Yes yea
Ya'lready know it's your boy Lil B man
You know this shit be real, real, real
You feel me yea, you know
Anytime I touch on the mic
Man, this shit be like
I feel like I bring something else out of it
You know what I mean?
Uh, taking headshots for hours
The pain on standby
Top so close but I'm stuck in a landslide
Monkey on my back made me cross my bitch
Hard times in the world, I'm feeling lostish
Niggas can't go back
Whatever happened to real?
One nigga got down, one nigga in jail
How my nigga got killed with no cameras on
Only in the hood you got, it's no surprise
People come through the hood with
The drugs and knives
They stikes on us, real low those life
Still bout that life, really bout life
When you're down facing life
That's that life fuck them in the stripes
Go get high to get by
Gotta cry to see the dry eyes
Am I alone? This is my life
Every rap, songs, records
East niggas up for breakfast
Labels, all that, bitch give me the checks
I never thought I'd make it
By driving the Lexus
I don't pay the taxes, shit it's crazy
Nigga is, fuck them haters
I'm a see you across the wages
Across the stages
Yea, nigga, across the playlist
Tryina keep this shit right but
My mind is hazy
Nigga say you won't work, okay, be lazy
The world gon eat you like
They eat them pills
I beat the bitch up to pay back for real
Niggas see what they see, really how you feel
Half niggas gon follow other niggas
No options
Niggas get scared and get shit poppin
They ain't talkin bout the rocket
I'm talkin bout college
Yea, live your life and
Graduate with honors man
Leave your old plan, the president is ours
Yea, man, this shit is ours
But let's go back to work
Get money in the hand
It's dope in the purse, shit by the sand
Niggas slip so much, I forgot who I am
These niggas doin life under 10 grand
Took a life for nothing backwards
Told you, you got it from the shots
The mac pressed over the mac pressed over
Yea man, I swear to God I'm
Too ding for the game, you feel it?
Nightmare
When you go through shit man you can't deny
The fact that a motherfucker be real man
It's just like this shit, come on
I tear it because this like
A hundred percent real
So 20 percent be a hunder percent for me
You feel me? Yes lil B, Crime Fetish
Ya'lready know it's your boy Lil B man
You know this shit be real, real, real
You feel me yea, you know
Anytime I touch on the mic
Man, this shit be like
I feel like I bring something else out of it
You know what I mean?
Uh, taking headshots for hours
The pain on standby
Top so close but I'm stuck in a landslide
Monkey on my back made me cross my bitch
Hard times in the world, I'm feeling lostish
Niggas can't go back
Whatever happened to real?
One nigga got down, one nigga in jail
How my nigga got killed with no cameras on
Only in the hood you got, it's no surprise
People come through the hood with
The drugs and knives
They stikes on us, real low those life
Still bout that life, really bout life
When you're down facing life
That's that life fuck them in the stripes
Go get high to get by
Gotta cry to see the dry eyes
Am I alone? This is my life
Every rap, songs, records
East niggas up for breakfast
Labels, all that, bitch give me the checks
I never thought I'd make it
By driving the Lexus
I don't pay the taxes, shit it's crazy
Nigga is, fuck them haters
I'm a see you across the wages
Across the stages
Yea, nigga, across the playlist
Tryina keep this shit right but
My mind is hazy
Nigga say you won't work, okay, be lazy
The world gon eat you like
They eat them pills
I beat the bitch up to pay back for real
Niggas see what they see, really how you feel
Half niggas gon follow other niggas
No options
Niggas get scared and get shit poppin
They ain't talkin bout the rocket
I'm talkin bout college
Yea, live your life and
Graduate with honors man
Leave your old plan, the president is ours
Yea, man, this shit is ours
But let's go back to work
Get money in the hand
It's dope in the purse, shit by the sand
Niggas slip so much, I forgot who I am
These niggas doin life under 10 grand
Took a life for nothing backwards
Told you, you got it from the shots
The mac pressed over the mac pressed over
Yea man, I swear to God I'm
Too ding for the game, you feel it?
Nightmare
When you go through shit man you can't deny
The fact that a motherfucker be real man
It's just like this shit, come on
I tear it because this like
A hundred percent real
So 20 percent be a hunder percent for me
You feel me? Yes lil B, Crime Fetish