Boss Lyrics

Yeah

Jimmy, gotta let these niggas know we got the sauce

Don't need any permission

I am the boss

Take all the eggs out your basket

And let's see what happens

Tommy caught you napping

Uh

It's really true

Being broke ain't fun

Top of the ladder

This fat nigga on the run

I'll pass along a lung

If that means, I'm gonna get these high numbers

I'm definitely on your bitch's Tumblr

Miss those old days when I was younger

Back then I didn't have to be so tougher

But now a nigga know the ropes

Don't fall into that slippery slope

Cause you will get choked

I can't leave on a high note

Especially when you are the GOAT

Lie and say the crew ain't dope

Not a real wise quote

And know you can do better

Yeah

Only if you knew better

It's really whatever

You niggas real fairweather

You look groovy in your cousin's Polo sweater

I gotta call a timeout like Chris Webber

But that's legendary shit

10th Street

Will warm you up in February bitch

I got a February kid

Fuck with her

You'll end up on my list

And the wrong side of my fist

Don't set yourself up for that trip

Cause my nigga, it gets real sick

Yeah, uh

Tommy

10th Street