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GET ALONG Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Shawty
Shawty
Come close right now
Come close right now
Come close right now
Come close right now
Don't know why they got my vision wrong
But me and my fam we all get along
I pray I'm increasing my spiritual
I'm dropping some hits while I sip patron
I've been away so I miss the bros
Dripping every day with some different clothes
Tell the haters kiss my ass under mistletoe
I smoke the opps if they want a problem
So I'm getting high my eyes sitting low
Okay okay, I need a vacation I'm getting away
I'm running the race they just running in place, yeah, uh
Niggas that ain't balling always got something to say, yeah
You the type to type on the gram but won't say it to my face, no
They don't know me got no I.D
Ice be running through the IV, tell these niggas come and try me
I turn the scene to a crime scene, I grew my wings now I'm flying
I, I, be easygoing I'm a type B person or something niggas think of me highly
You better get wit it before you get left behind B
And you get left behind me, I, think I might cop a new timepiece
Why, cause I don't know where the time be going
It just be going away they be looking for me nigga come and find me
Try, they told me stop now I can finally fly
Brunette baddie she a dime she fine
But I'm focused got my eyes on the prize
Don't know why they got my vision wrong
But me and my fam we all get along
I pray I'm increasing my spiritual
I'm dropping some hits while I sip patron
I've been away so I miss the bros
Dripping every day with some different clothes
Tell the haters kiss my ass under mistletoe
I smoke the opps if they want a problem
So I'm getting high my eyes sitting low
Okay okay, I need a vacation I'm getting away
I'm running the race they just running in place, yeah, uh
Niggas that ain't balling always got something to say, yeah
You the type to type on the gram but won't say it to my face, no
Making these hits yeah that's what they pay me for
Girls on my nuts like they like Macadamia
Only real niggas allowed in my radius
I'm tryna be something like the main character of my Hero Academia
I'm tryna see what you lil niggas hating for
Give me my props you know my cadence dumb
Lot of rapping niggas popping bitch I'm the latest one
You know it, 205 babies we golden
I gotta stick to the G code, don't got a stick but just freeze hoe
I shoot my shot I bag you like a free throw, on me hoe
I'm becoming the one but I came up from zero
Now I'm tryna get these zeroes
I'd rather have push to start what the fuck I need a key for
I'm focused, I'm a solid nigga never folding
Tryna swim through the money like aerobics
Why do critics always talk the most shit
But I'm unbothered I don't show emotions
I stay moving like elliptical, 'member people being cynical
But I'm popping on God it's a miracle
I praise the lord for this chance, I praise the lord for the chance
I got the opportunity to come up in life
I got the chance to advance, and yes I'm all for unity
But I just want to be the man that they talk about
They see the difference when they talk 'bout you and me
I'm bout to pull up my pants and go get it
This money and fame it's so hard to choose between, I swear
Don't know why they got my vision wrong
But me and my fam we all get along
I pray I'm increasing my spiritual
I'm dropping some hits while I sip patron
I've been away so I miss the bros
Dripping every day with some different clothes
Tell the haters kiss my ass under mistletoe
I smoke the opps if they want a problem
So I'm getting high my eyes sitting low
Okay okay, I need a vacation I'm getting away
I'm running the race they just running in place, yeah, uh
Niggas that ain't balling always got something to say, yeah
You the type to type on the gram but won't say it to my face, no