Tay B - In My Plans lyrics
[Tay B - In My Plans lyrics]
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I just told the plug send another load
I remember me and my brothers
We was sharing clothes
Now these niggas showin' me love
'cause they see I'm on
I remember I was grindin'
Doin' this shit alone
I'm from the hood of the D
But I got bigger goals
I'm tryna be worldwide, not just local known
I can sell everything except sell my soul
And I'm way too school to talk over phones
Yeah, yeah the only time they call my phone
When they be askin' to hold
I know they ain't gon' give
It back, I'm rich, So I can't trip on that
You know that I get niggas whacked
But I ain't gon' get into that
Spin a nigga block, nobody died
So we spinnin' back
Bitch, just because your house dirty
You ain't in the trap
With this Glock, you know I ain't shocked
Got niggas in the 'Raq
Niggas keep claimin' that they steppers
Now they handicapped
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Yeah, man, I love my dog for life
But this shit ain't the same
Showed your hand way too many times
You had me feelin' strange
And they be sayin' niggas sneak
Dissin' and mention your name
If that was me
I'm pressin' niggas for mentionin' gang
You keep my name in your mouth, man
That's fag shit
How I'm spoon-fed? From thirteen
I ain't have shit
How the fuck you mad at me, nigga
'cause I'm mad rich?
I'll turn a weak ho to a bad bitch
Niggas playin' both sides, you know
You dead wrong, huh, Huh
Tell me how you want your headstone, huh, huh
I just wanna beat like the headphones, huh
Huh you the type to call the feds on me
How we hustled together and you tell on me?
How the fuck you gon' try to put jail on me?
Gave you the ball and you failed on me
You got caught
How you tryna put this L on me?
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I just told the plug send another load
I remember me and my brothers
We was sharing clothes
Now these niggas showin' me love
'cause they see I'm on
I remember I was grindin'
Doin' this shit alone
I'm from the hood of the D
But I got bigger goals
I'm tryna be worldwide, not just local known
I can sell everything except sell my soul
And I'm way too school to talk over phones
Yeah, yeah the only time they call my phone
When they be askin' to hold
I know they ain't gon' give
It back, I'm rich, So I can't trip on that
You know that I get niggas whacked
But I ain't gon' get into that
Spin a nigga block, nobody died
So we spinnin' back
Bitch, just because your house dirty
You ain't in the trap
With this Glock, you know I ain't shocked
Got niggas in the 'Raq
Niggas keep claimin' that they steppers
Now they handicapped
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Yeah, man, I love my dog for life
But this shit ain't the same
Showed your hand way too many times
You had me feelin' strange
And they be sayin' niggas sneak
Dissin' and mention your name
If that was me
I'm pressin' niggas for mentionin' gang
You keep my name in your mouth, man
That's fag shit
How I'm spoon-fed? From thirteen
I ain't have shit
How the fuck you mad at me, nigga
'cause I'm mad rich?
I'll turn a weak ho to a bad bitch
Niggas playin' both sides, you know
You dead wrong, huh, Huh
Tell me how you want your headstone, huh, huh
I just wanna beat like the headphones, huh
Huh you the type to call the feds on me
How we hustled together and you tell on me?
How the fuck you gon' try to put jail on me?
Gave you the ball and you failed on me
You got caught
How you tryna put this L on me?
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans
Run it up, stay low
And get rich was in our plans
Then pop out and shit on niggas when I can
Niggas get some money, then
They spend it, man, They playin'
Fake-ass opps, man, these niggas really fans