Kishore Kumar Hits

Lute - Get It And Go (feat. Blakk Soul) şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Lute

albüm: Get It And Go (feat. Blakk Soul)


Ayy!
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go
Now I get and go
Prime time over grind, game over times up
Played my cards dealt my hand ain't really no time for luck
Either you got it, you don't
Lie to yourself if you want
I put my team on my back
Did what I could, what I had
Now I be all in my bag
Copy and paste with the swag
Bet you can't do it like me
All my winnings on repeat
Take your L like a boss
Stand ten toes on your feet
I could never take a lost
I ain't set up for defeat
Forgiato's on the truck
I had a dream and it stuck
Livin' my life 'cause we up
Lookin' back like where the love?
That's why I be hella low key
But contrary to belief
Loyalty runs deep
I keep my ear to the streets
The struggle turned me to a beast
I'm off the chain, I'm ofg the leash
But baby girl, I play for keeps
Told my brother lately I been schemin'
Against all odds like Willy Beamin
I been grindin' lately this my season
Lord knows I'm tryin' to find my reason
Lay it all on the line ain't no lookin' back
Give it my all wit no strings attached
Came from the bottom, rose through the cracks
Spotlight on you, boy, how you gon' act?
Ayy!
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go
Now I get and go
Ain't it crazy how dem tables turn?
You can fold or you can stand firm
I'ma real one so I ain't concerned
I'm fully built for this life
I think I earned all my stripes
I don't believe all the hype
Get back on my feet and get right
Watch me work, watch 'em hate
Watch 'em lurk, can't relate
Watch me skrrt
Out the mud out the dirt
Above the waters
In the murks
Out the gate, on site
Rare breed, rare type
Set the bar, take flight
Yeah
I be grindin' since a youngin'
They told me my timin' was comin'
I been hustlin' with no fundin'
Forget all the fame, get the money
I'm out in LA where it's sunny
I been eatin' since a youngin'
Since we ain't have food in our tummy
The life was livin' ain't funny
But you can not take nothin' from me
Put that on my mama, my daughter
My cousin, my brotha, I'll show ya
Way better than I can tell you
The type of dreams that they sell you
That's why I learn from my failures
Don't do the handouts or the favors
Told my brother I'ma get this paper
What's left behind I'll see it later
To keep it real you don't need to wait up
Lay it all on the line ain't no lookin' back
Give it my all with no strings attached
Came from the bottom, rose through the cracks
Spotlight on you, boy, how you gon' act?
Ayy!
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go
Now I get and go
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go
Now I get and go
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get and go (whoa)
Now I get and go (whoa)

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