Plan B Lyrics

Young Lee got the sauce, boy My dawg, he just re up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I dropped out of school, had to make a plan

B I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me

My dawg, he just read up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I got so much pull, I could be a hamstring

I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me

A nigga awoke Ain't no more sleepin' it off, it's time I see through the fog

Livin' my life, I'm bout to jump on the bike, can't go to keys in my car

Follow me, bro, in case they follow me yo, You know they wanna be boss, but nobody want

Wanna put work in theyself, they always out askin' for help

And nobody want, wanna take anything real They jokin' like Kenny the Kel, been savin

My bail I been receivin' some mail, them neighbors

Get hit with the smell I'm gettin' it off, I get it off of the L

O W, I got a sell They was on top, me, I just wanted some shells

A dickie suite out of Models, they left me to rot

Act like they ain't know me at all, but seem to know me very well

Now they wanna ride, take all them trips to Dubai

Like, get off my dick, nigga, bye I been the truth, no time to hang out with lies

Stay suckin' free, how you survive? I'm sendin' my wave, yeah I think they catchin' my vibe

Yeah I think they catchin' my vibe, uh

My dawg, he just re up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I dropped out of school, had to make a plan

B I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me

My dawg, he just read up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I got so much pull, I could be a hamstring

I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me

I'm makin' them bands, nothin' be touchin' my hands I'm probably somewhere in the sand, head in a trance

Think about all of my plans, now I'm bout' to switch up again

Picked up a pen, I don't know where to begin I'm messin' all of my friends, so I don't do friends

I'm by myself in the Benz, yeah, I'm bout' to get at these ends

Have on my way with these black tops Baddest bitch in the club, give her back shots

All I know is get picked, tryna stay out the way You get left, round the way on them back blocks

They was closin' the door to the damn top Had to jump in the line, grab the last spot

With a blindfold and my hands tied I'ma still win by a landslide

It's a damn shame, she so damn fine Flying first class, shit the damn bomb

Stressfull week, I ain't want the cheeks I just flew her in for the head time

I'm a real boss, I ain't gotta talk I can give him chalk with a head nod

We ain't rappers here, we sell tin bombs And cop heavy ice, yeah the clear kind

My dawg, he just re up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I dropped out of school, had to make a plan

B I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me

My dawg, he just read up, get that shit from

Round me You know them people watchin, gotta keep my

Hands clean I got so much pull, I could be a hamstring

I built this from the bottom, I won't let them drown me