Anti-Lilly

Anti-Lilly - Wait Till I Get Straight lyrics

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Ft. Envy Hunter

(Verse)

I been runnin' this marathon a while, mister

Tame my tongue, I feed it butter grind

Just below the head, just feel the hell on earth

The trumpets blow, I know the sound

Aye, shoulda always have a lot of ambition

And the winner gone get it, young nigga said he did it

For my tatty lil city, lookin' up to the ceiling

Spinnin' my head, tryna vision why I fit it(?)

I was rememberin' what I seen on the scene

Tryna act without an act to begin with

These niggas bloody rolled in, anyway, anotha Teck

I swear the game - I stripped it

Under the tank just to hang y'all niggas

I ain't tryna be the one to change y'all niggas

Got a different drive in my lane

All different, no HOF, ? release the waves on me

Cuz told me that the people waitin' on me

And it waits on me, if it is, I don't flitch

I rob Zens like I have a hole in my mind

My mind and my sit, you don't pressure me, diamonds

I been dyin' to be alive, betta watch a nigga right timin'

These seconds is passin' so every minute I be gettin' my niggas behind me, life

(Hook)

Alright, alright

Alright okey k

They tryna leave me at the bottom, nigga, wait till I get straight!

Alright, alright

Alright okey okey

They tryna leave me at the bottom, nigga, wait till I get straight!

Alright, alright

Alright okey okey

(Verse 2)

I'mma raise the whole city, hit the bottom of the map

In the ghetto where niggas don't know how to act

Lil holmes ain't got narcotics, he don't know where dad is

Soon'll be homie talk about a strap

Before ya know this lil 380' gon' kill somebody

For a stack and a goddamn chain

He don't know no betta, he just did it so the niggas in the hood respect him

It's a goddamn shame

Just last week I seen him at the store

And he was like 'tomorrow niggas ain't got shit on me'

I'mma run these streets, get money, fuck a hoe

If niggas wanna flex, I'mma end that beef

Well, I tell em get it how you live

But slow it cuz anybody wanna see you knot and ya know it

Talk about the hustle, ye ain't got no instruction

What you did go to jail, how the fuck you gon' show up

But you ? young, my nigga

NYE and not the otha

Ain't got nobody, no love

Can't even trust himself, he only 19

Livin' like a savage, if he stack so long, he want a cover

Late that day he got a call about a leak they hit

And how the money they make gon' get split

? first day of third grade, keep a gun and be quick

Anybody call him V, V come immediate spot round the 8 VP

It's about to go down, I'mma front that beast

Oh, what he's packin', no 4 nigga round

Gotta blow a whole pound

Do a walk in the spot, Vic said I'm in the barrel

Rollin' up, breakin' down this set

The niggas sneer at the puzzle with a smurk and the nine little niggas that hit

Lil bruh just like that

Just like that

(Hook)

Alright, alright

Alright okey k

They tryna leave me at the bottom, nigga, wait till I get straight!

Alright, alright

Alright okey okey

They tryna leave me at the bottom, nigga, wait till I get straight!

Alright, alright

Alright okey okey

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