Mark Battles - What You Expect lyrics

rate me

I came from the gutter, nigga, what you expect?

I’m gonna run with my set until these labels start cutting these checks

Pick up my phone, 30 texts, what’s up with my ex?

She steady blowing up my line, saying she want me for sex

Next, I ain’t got time, put me in your top five

It’s like I run a phone service, always got a hotline

Drop bombs, I don’t need a clock to know it’s my time

Groupies showing breast and thighs, think I work at Popeye’s

Catch him on the blind side, hello world, Battles here

Started in the cavalier, made it to a challenger

Man, we ‘bout that half a year, soaring out this atmosphere

Started from the bottom, now we rocking so you have to cheer

Let it ride

I came from the gutter, nigga, what you expect?

What you expect? What you expect?

I came from the gutter, nigga, what you expect?

What you expect? What you expect?

Let it ride

We got it today, don’t get plug tomorrow

Nothing held back when I get stuck in my zone

Don’t need a lot of luck so call Chuck Fergano

How I do it? Thh if I know

I’m just tryna make it so just save it like it’s sacred

Take ‘em out the game like two flagrant situations

Persuasive with the language, think I’m starting to make ‘em angry

Understand the circumstances right before you go and play me

Hello baby, il chico de Nago

Night stars and firefight like cinco de maio

Keep my circle small, three bros in my phone

We sacrifice ‘cause if the team on then I’m on

It’s Battles

Let it ride

I came from the gutter, nigga, what you expect?

What you expect? What you expect?

I came from the gutter, nigga, what you expect?

What you expect? What you expect?

Let it ride