Isaiah Rashad, YGTUT - G35 lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad, YGTUT - G35 lyrics]
Ooh, top five top five top five
Top five I mean no doubt
True, repo make sure we took your
House we need the couch too late
Where you been at? Where you
At? We need the fence
Mayne, so much that kid snuck from
The bathroom off the fence
Mayne, we bump your shit like when
I'm high and when the rent
Ain’t, several, figures, where your friends?
Say wassup to the option
And all these adoptions
And the Phil was the healer
And Robert the doctor
We felt the bruises and knives
And the location implode
Got a little faith in me still
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Hang with the makers, don't fault
Just hang with the makers be who you are
Right? TUT
Nigga, bigger and better than all of y'all
Anyone i'll tell him to his face like
Shit, riding round with the bass like
20 inch rims with them
Center plates absolutely
Sick of the lies, shucking and jiving
More conniving
I'm riding in my G-30 fizz-ive
Rolling up weed in my G-30 fizz-ive
Made a lot of green in my G-30 fizz-ive
(yeurn) back and bossed up
I just touched down, I Randy Moss’d 'em
I be taking the payment, stacking the savings
Can't blow all your cheddar my dog
You do better
Running through the city sitting pretty
Like hair on hoes
I'm here, I'm home, I'm high off life
I'm high off sprite
Mixed with a little hi-tech
We got twenty bags, we got dime sacks
Never play myself short now it's
Off to the airport
Another classic got niggas waiting to export
More spiritual than lyrical
But still I need my residual, absolutely
Never find it even with credit cards
I hold my nuts
And when I hit that wall I run through it
'Til my niggas hit that mall
And run through it
This is more than music, nigga I swear that
I'ma get a Roley and a
House just like Uncle Willy
Big ass house in the woods
Kick my shitty ass bucket to the curb when
I start rollin' 'round in a Bentley
Got a ride in a big ass ride
Might pull up on my old hoes just
So I can stunt on the bitches
Stunt on them broke ass hoes
Cause we just went and did a lot of shit
Just so we could say that we did it
Ayy, I got the bounce to make you feel like
Yeah, nappy 'fro got the hoes like
Yeah, Shell Toes on my toes like
Big homie on the phone like
"Fuck up them niggas man just
Be true to yourself
That's what you made for
That's what you prayed for
Nigga everybody gotta hustle for somthin'
Work for the come-up influence the culture"
Like I'm a leader
This the shit that we used to
Talk about in my G-30 fizz-ive
Had about an ounce and a
Digi-scale in the rizzide
TUT be off the easy fo-sheezy
Moving on up like George and Weezie
Y'all so sleep nigga wake up
Young ass nigga about to fuck the game up
So impressed, I'm so invested
Shit ain't been the same since
The mom on Fresh Prince
It's funny how we switched the game up
Took niggas to church like a church bus
Fuck the bullshit this is real rap
Preacher's Son a year old and it still slap
I might, pull up on a rapper tell
'em get on this shit boy you a mess
Make it look so easy do you
See the finesse? Building your job
Searching for your surface out
Of vacant facade
My God, we thank God we living it up
When the world got you down
I'll be building you up
Ain't shit to it it's just music
Don't let fear of failure scare you
Ahh King TUT my nigga, what's going on?
What's going on man, how you doing?
Hey I see you and Isaiah Rashad holding
It down in these streets man
Putting on for Chattanooga the city
Yeah man, I appreciate it man oh yeah man
Lemme' ask you a question you think you
Can sell a nigga 20 sack man?
Nah man I can't do that man
I don't even sell weed
Hey man you can't sell a 20 sack man?
Man if I could I would, bruh I promise
Aight well, can I at least pray for you
Lemme get your hands
I'ma get a Roley and a
House just like Uncle Willy
Big ass house in the woods
Kick my shitty ass bucket to the curb when
I start rollin' 'round in a Bentley
Got a ride in a big ass ride
Might pull up on my old hoes just
So I can stunt on the bitches
Stunt on them broke ass hoes
Cause we just went and did a lot of shit
Just so we could say that we did it
Ayy, I got the bounce to make you feel like
Yeah, nappy 'fro got the hoes like
Yeah, Shell Toes on my toes like
Big homie on the phone like
"Fuck up them niggas man just
Be true to yourself
That's what you made for
That's what you prayed for
Nigga everybody gotta hustle for somthin'
Work for the come-up influence the culture"
Like I'm a leader
Top five I mean no doubt
True, repo make sure we took your
House we need the couch too late
Where you been at? Where you
At? We need the fence
Mayne, so much that kid snuck from
The bathroom off the fence
Mayne, we bump your shit like when
I'm high and when the rent
Ain’t, several, figures, where your friends?
Say wassup to the option
And all these adoptions
And the Phil was the healer
And Robert the doctor
We felt the bruises and knives
And the location implode
Got a little faith in me still
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Hang with the makers, don't fault
Just hang with the makers be who you are
Right? TUT
Nigga, bigger and better than all of y'all
Anyone i'll tell him to his face like
Shit, riding round with the bass like
20 inch rims with them
Center plates absolutely
Sick of the lies, shucking and jiving
More conniving
I'm riding in my G-30 fizz-ive
Rolling up weed in my G-30 fizz-ive
Made a lot of green in my G-30 fizz-ive
(yeurn) back and bossed up
I just touched down, I Randy Moss’d 'em
I be taking the payment, stacking the savings
Can't blow all your cheddar my dog
You do better
Running through the city sitting pretty
Like hair on hoes
I'm here, I'm home, I'm high off life
I'm high off sprite
Mixed with a little hi-tech
We got twenty bags, we got dime sacks
Never play myself short now it's
Off to the airport
Another classic got niggas waiting to export
More spiritual than lyrical
But still I need my residual, absolutely
Never find it even with credit cards
I hold my nuts
And when I hit that wall I run through it
'Til my niggas hit that mall
And run through it
This is more than music, nigga I swear that
I'ma get a Roley and a
House just like Uncle Willy
Big ass house in the woods
Kick my shitty ass bucket to the curb when
I start rollin' 'round in a Bentley
Got a ride in a big ass ride
Might pull up on my old hoes just
So I can stunt on the bitches
Stunt on them broke ass hoes
Cause we just went and did a lot of shit
Just so we could say that we did it
Ayy, I got the bounce to make you feel like
Yeah, nappy 'fro got the hoes like
Yeah, Shell Toes on my toes like
Big homie on the phone like
"Fuck up them niggas man just
Be true to yourself
That's what you made for
That's what you prayed for
Nigga everybody gotta hustle for somthin'
Work for the come-up influence the culture"
Like I'm a leader
This the shit that we used to
Talk about in my G-30 fizz-ive
Had about an ounce and a
Digi-scale in the rizzide
TUT be off the easy fo-sheezy
Moving on up like George and Weezie
Y'all so sleep nigga wake up
Young ass nigga about to fuck the game up
So impressed, I'm so invested
Shit ain't been the same since
The mom on Fresh Prince
It's funny how we switched the game up
Took niggas to church like a church bus
Fuck the bullshit this is real rap
Preacher's Son a year old and it still slap
I might, pull up on a rapper tell
'em get on this shit boy you a mess
Make it look so easy do you
See the finesse? Building your job
Searching for your surface out
Of vacant facade
My God, we thank God we living it up
When the world got you down
I'll be building you up
Ain't shit to it it's just music
Don't let fear of failure scare you
Ahh King TUT my nigga, what's going on?
What's going on man, how you doing?
Hey I see you and Isaiah Rashad holding
It down in these streets man
Putting on for Chattanooga the city
Yeah man, I appreciate it man oh yeah man
Lemme' ask you a question you think you
Can sell a nigga 20 sack man?
Nah man I can't do that man
I don't even sell weed
Hey man you can't sell a 20 sack man?
Man if I could I would, bruh I promise
Aight well, can I at least pray for you
Lemme get your hands
I'ma get a Roley and a
House just like Uncle Willy
Big ass house in the woods
Kick my shitty ass bucket to the curb when
I start rollin' 'round in a Bentley
Got a ride in a big ass ride
Might pull up on my old hoes just
So I can stunt on the bitches
Stunt on them broke ass hoes
Cause we just went and did a lot of shit
Just so we could say that we did it
Ayy, I got the bounce to make you feel like
Yeah, nappy 'fro got the hoes like
Yeah, Shell Toes on my toes like
Big homie on the phone like
"Fuck up them niggas man just
Be true to yourself
That's what you made for
That's what you prayed for
Nigga everybody gotta hustle for somthin'
Work for the come-up influence the culture"
Like I'm a leader
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