Smiley, Homie_61st, Ryda_61st, MksoLive - Live Szn lyrics
[Smiley, Homie_61st, Ryda_61st, MksoLive - Live Szn lyrics]
I just woke up a new guy
Kickin' out bitches like bye
Tell that nigga to buy
If he ain't have money then bye
He tried to buy with a five
What? How? I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look at me right in the eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Homie ain't telling no lies
Running up a cheque up like bye
Look at me right in the eyes
MK ain't telling no lies
Always rolling with that thing tucked
So much money like I robbed a Brinks truck
Can't do it if it don't go my way
If you don't bring cash, then bye, bae
'Cause we don't have time to be wasting
There's too much money to be chasing
All we do is for profit
If you have none then you lost it
I strapped up, then I got a boss bitch
You riding out, so nigga, why you nauseous?
Look me right in the eyes
See the pain in my eye
Young nigga struggled to survive
All that bad time made me a new guy
Niggas hate, this new kid ain't too live
I'm grippin', diddy boppin' all on your side
I'm putting fear into you all of you guys
These niggas can't sleep
I'm all on they mind they worry 'bout me
I'm worried 'bout my nine
I gotta make, yeah it's ready to fire
These niggas hate 'cause I am the guy
These niggas hate 'cause I'm ready to ride
I pull up on his block, two shots, yeah
I fire i got my opp neck tied by a wire
Flaming shit like I started a fire
You need 'em gone, then I'm ready for hire
Niggas can't see I'm all up in they dreams
All they hearinh is the scopes and the beams
With that thirty, like Curry
I'm shooting shit without a
Blue and gold jersey
Woke up a new guy, kicking bitches out
Bwoydem on my ass
So I take a different route
Talking all that shit
Tell me what's that shit's about?
We the live guy, show you who the sickest out
Number five tints, no licence
We gon' hop out the whip when we drive in
Whip sliding, couple Live men
We doin' the dash past sirens
No trappin' this week, we riding
Three blocks, one week, kind of tiring
Don't try it, don't try me
We pull up, get it in no ID
I just woke up a new guy
Kicking out bitches like bye
If he don't got money then bye
Tell that lil' nigga to buy
He tried to buy with a five (What? How?)
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look me right into my eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Smiley ain't telling no lies
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
Kickin' out bitches like bye
Tell that nigga to buy
If he ain't have money then bye
He tried to buy with a five
What? How? I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look at me right in the eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Homie ain't telling no lies
Running up a cheque up like bye
Look at me right in the eyes
MK ain't telling no lies
Always rolling with that thing tucked
So much money like I robbed a Brinks truck
Can't do it if it don't go my way
If you don't bring cash, then bye, bae
'Cause we don't have time to be wasting
There's too much money to be chasing
All we do is for profit
If you have none then you lost it
I strapped up, then I got a boss bitch
You riding out, so nigga, why you nauseous?
Look me right in the eyes
See the pain in my eye
Young nigga struggled to survive
All that bad time made me a new guy
Niggas hate, this new kid ain't too live
I'm grippin', diddy boppin' all on your side
I'm putting fear into you all of you guys
These niggas can't sleep
I'm all on they mind they worry 'bout me
I'm worried 'bout my nine
I gotta make, yeah it's ready to fire
These niggas hate 'cause I am the guy
These niggas hate 'cause I'm ready to ride
I pull up on his block, two shots, yeah
I fire i got my opp neck tied by a wire
Flaming shit like I started a fire
You need 'em gone, then I'm ready for hire
Niggas can't see I'm all up in they dreams
All they hearinh is the scopes and the beams
With that thirty, like Curry
I'm shooting shit without a
Blue and gold jersey
Woke up a new guy, kicking bitches out
Bwoydem on my ass
So I take a different route
Talking all that shit
Tell me what's that shit's about?
We the live guy, show you who the sickest out
Number five tints, no licence
We gon' hop out the whip when we drive in
Whip sliding, couple Live men
We doin' the dash past sirens
No trappin' this week, we riding
Three blocks, one week, kind of tiring
Don't try it, don't try me
We pull up, get it in no ID
I just woke up a new guy
Kicking out bitches like bye
If he don't got money then bye
Tell that lil' nigga to buy
He tried to buy with a five (What? How?)
I put my nine to his five
Tell him to work for my guys
Look me right into my eyes
Last thing you want is a smile
Smiley ain't telling no lies
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye
We run up a cheque up like bye