[Intro: Symba, Justin Credible]
It's bout that time, Credi'
Let's go
You ready?
All the way ready
Well fuck it, let's get it
[Verse 1: Symba, Justin Credible]
I've been dying to rap about how I'm living
I've been taking vacations, I've been standing on business
I've been rocking these rollies, I've been driving these Benzes
So I ain't got time for a nigga who make responses for niggas
From a city of players, P don't play with this pimpin'
I got 15 women who came with 15 women (Facts)
And for the record, I wrote that 16 in 15 seconds
Got a bag, but to count it took me 15 minutes
I was taught to go get it (okay), under any conditions (aha)
We don't make no excuses (what else?), we don't get in our feelings (yeah)
We don't bark for you bitches, we don't hang with you niggas
And we do this shit on my terms, the only conditions
Credi' (yeah?), slide the paper 'cross the table, just accept the offer
Better pray before we make that fire work and get it poppin'
That manifesting shit don't give a motherfuck about you
You ain't take no action, all that lying came back around and caught you (Come on!)
Niggas butter soft, I make the winners out the loaf
All y'all niggas falling off, I'm a motherfucking boss
Niggas clocking in and clocking out, focus on your job
These niggas never come outside until it's time to walk the dog
But I grew up like a wild monkey, they ain't put me down once (ah)
Brody calling from that cell, that robot told me down one
Sticking with my family like a puzzle 'cause we all one (Woo)
Symba we need you to save the game, I turn around "What?" (Let's do it)
Why I gotta rap beside these niggas when they all suck?
Every time these niggas get to rapping bad, they call us (Come on)
Any motion coming out the bay, Credi', that's all us (Come on)
All I talk is fly shit, I can get to pile it up (Makes sense)
[Bridge: Symba, Justin Credible]
Credi', we going to Vegas tonight
We going to Vegas tonight?
We going to Vegas tonight
Bet it all, [?] house, my brother
Tell 'em hoes I need a table, you ready for me?
I'm more than ready, let's go get them. Symba
[Verse 2: Symba, Justin Credible]
Take a time out my day, so you can see how I'm living (Common)
But most you niggas dying, so I can't speak on the vision (Woo)
You could add the baddies up, I had ton of them bitches
Put my dick between her breasts, look like I'm drawing divison (Cray')
We got ice rollies everywhere, women out they underwear
Niggas act like we a pair, when I was broke they wasn't there
Homies watched me work my ass off and all they did was stare
Look at me like I'm supposed to give them what they never share (Come on)
Contradict I'm awfully nice, my life is lucky roll the dice
She ask what my life is like, bitch, I can do a lot tonight (Keep going)
I can take off from LA today and be right back tonight (Keep going)
I'mma pay for everything, but she gon' book her own flight
Been having my way, they think I trade the way I'm making moves (Facts)
Y'all going out the way for hoes like y'all on honeymoons
I'm a big tsunami, bring the wave, the city coming through
I can fuck this fucker up with Symba if I wanted to (Let's get it)
Moving militant 'cause it don't really take that much to lose
Kick your door, break in your schools, we come inside and take your food
I'mma risk it all for all the shit they said I couldn't do
Making everyone who doubted me look like a fucking fool
Squad over everything, God over everything (Go crazy)
Popped out of prison, I put bars over everything (Go crazy)
Mac to the game (yes), rock this rollie like a wedding ring (What's up?)
Who you getting to it like this, Cozz? You s'pposed to change
[Outro: Justin Credible]
Ooh
Ooh
Okay
Okay, Symba
Symba has left the building
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