Wiz Khalifa - Stay In Ur Lane lyrics

(Alright, testing, testing, testing
Hey, is this thing on!?
Testing! Test is this thing on?
Can you hear me back there?
Yeah, well, then shut up!
Alright? Hey, listen)
Is that him in the studio?

These dudes better stay in they lanes
And keep they brains on the right track
Now you got a check that you can't cash
And you let your mouth write that
We ain't playing, man, the shit get real
Talk slick, get your life snatched
And don't rest, better guard ya grill
That's how it is, cause it's like that

Yeah, I move blocks to rude
Pops and dude drops
I'm too hot mix J, Big, and 2Pac
So move not, I'm way big and dude shot


Your crew watch, I'm hot bitch and you not
I'm not a fake, not a
Nigga that'll pop shit about my cake, holla
Make dollars but you perp, and you make nada
Not a man, not a cent, ho I stay propa
Fake scholar, they can let the tre 8's holla
And punk nigga, play dumb
Get your face swallowed
You not a hustler, dogg
You don't know what a half a brick means
In rap, you'll get ate, like half of sixteen
I'll bash your team, dang I'm sickening
I'm dope, plus coke that'll
Smash your trip beam, man
Before them boys come and lump your face
With all that tough talkin', pump your brakes
Ease back shorty

These dudes better stay in they lanes
And keep they brains on the right track
Now you got a check that you can't cash
And you let you mouth write that
We ain't playin, man, the shit get real
Talk slick, get your life snatched
And don't rest, better guard you grill
That's how it is, cause it's like that

Uh, your rhyming's a waste can
I mean that it's basic, look
The Nin' to your face
It'll eat through your face, and then
I breeze through the place
No heat on my waist, but still
Will eat through your face
With knees at his face and grill
I'm on the move now, high price, big places
Leave a nigga like them hunneds
With the big face, and
Niggas try to act bad in them rare cases
Til that metal's in they mouth
Like a pair of braces
Big bro talk slick up in them fake lines
Same time
He just another fruit up in the grapevine
You see I laugh, clock math
Cause I take time
And you trash, bust ass than a waistline
And don't test
Cause dude you'll be losing your breath
Got respect like I'm moving a Tec
And I advise you and your
Crew be doing your best
Try and get your mind right
Or we'll be moving it left nigga

These dudes better stay in they lanes
And keep they brains on the right track
Now you got a check that you can't cash
And you let your mouth write that
We ain't playing, man, the shit get real
Talk slick, get your life snatched
And don't rest, better guard your grill
That's how it is, cause it's like that

You see it's rare that a nigga say he ball
And really got dough
Rare that he say he push coke
And really got blow
Common that he claiming that he thug
But he not though
And when do a nigga say he spit
And really got flow? I ain't playing around
Not a gangster, but if you cross mine
I'll be laying 'em down
And you talk about poppin' your heat
But when the beef's on the real OG's
Will come and rock you to sleep, coward
In my advice you should think twice
Before you cross the path of a real nigga
Live the street life
Who pull cards, and they reach for they heat
Right and you'll get smoked
Like the trees in the peace pipe
Man, they put you in the dirt here
You steady throwin' up the set
But you ain't never put in work there
So all that talk about the gang you bang
Just stay in your lane
Before a shot lay in your frame

These dudes better stay in they lanes
And keep they brains on the right track
Now you got a check that you can't cash
And you let your mouth write that
We ain't playing, man, the shit get real
Talk slick, get your life snatched
And don't rest, better guard your grill
That's how it is, cause it's like that