GOTW (Explicit) - Nana
Lyrics by:Nana Opong/Dillan Beau Bailard/Jeremy Alexander Uribe/Donnell Paul Stephens
Composed by:Nana Opong/Dillan Beau Bailard/Jeremy Alexander Uribe/Donnell Paul Stephens
Man I think this this this
This e and j got me on ten
I think that's what it is haha yeah
Uh look
I came from the dirt that **** was the worst
And I never had a handout I put in the work yeah
The game on alert I'm hittin' a spurt
Man I've been broke my whole life
I'm breakin' the curse look
N***as had went and pulled a strap on me
I was like oh ****
That was in '06 before I had sold kicks
With cuffs on both wrists I ruin your whole ****
I got a hit list full of names
And I'm giving 'em throat slits
You on some ho **** you seein' the flow shift
I'm kinda like moses like somebody chose us
And I probably know a couple
N***as that was runnin' through your ****
With a ak-47 that was bigger than jokic
So n***a relax n***a relax
Before I relapse before I relapse
Got n***as from every hood at the show
I'm bridgin' the gap yeah
And I made a pact we runnin' the map
Had the whole city goin' up now we runnin' it back facts
You can never walk in my shoes if you tried
Stay in your lane for as long as you alive
You ain't never been a real n***a you a lie
Better run better hide clear path when I slide
Get out the way get out the way
Get out the way get out the way
Whether you goin' or comin' my n***a
Just get out the way the way
Get out the way get out the way
Get out the way get out the way
Whether you goin' or comin' my n***a
Just get out the way
Boy you a small pup you talkin' to big dawg
You buyin' bull**** n***a sell you you gettin' ripped off
Stuck in the same spot that you been
In is where you gon' end off
I'm thinkin' of goin' and rentin' a 'rari
To whip it on crenshaw
I might just go and just rent me a bentley
To park it on somerset
I empty a whole clip in the game
Still got a hundred left
Carry the whole city on my back
I'm doin' a hundred reps
Give me half for the show I pull up
And tell 'em to run the rest
And make sure you got it all
That's word to hot sauce
All of the years they ate I starved
I'm gettin' my rocks off
She know a n***a done came from the bottom
I'm tryna get topped off
I tell her to do it until she get tired
Or 'til she get lock jaw
Sounds very incitin' throwin' death blows I'm tyson
Either fury or mike westside n***a way out in dykeman
Still dodgin' indictments this real n***a enlightenment
My flow berserk I comb the earth
And strike them all like lightening
Frightening
You can never walk in my shoes if you tried
Stay in your lane for as long as you alive
You ain't never been a real n***a you a lie
Better run better hide clear path when I slide
Get out the way get out the way
Get out the way get out the way
Whether you goin' or comin' my n***a
Just get out the way the way
Get out the way get out the way
Get out the way get out the way
Whether you goin' or comin' my n***a just get out the way