Go ft. Bigg Zacc 214 Lyrics

Ayy, Big Zacc, ayy, you know, comin' where we come from

we was raised to be some go-getters

We constantly had to stay ready for gettin' ready

So, when certain shit jump off

shit, it's in our nature just to go

Watermac Music, Big Zac 214

Let go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Grinding all day on the regular, go

Hunt for the kill like a predator, go

This real life, no metaphor, no

Trap all day, I'm irregular, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

On the go, aimin' for the kill

Up for three days on the pill

101 trap is a skill

Street life, tell me how you feel

I been hustlin' all night

Been this way my whole life

If you want that hard white

Go around the back, alright

If you want that soft white

It bounce right back it do you right

If you want that good green

Wait until the green light

I been trappin' since 13

Nigga, just don't talk about it

Really jammed up by them feds, nigga

I can't speak about it

I been trappin' for so long

Even when I came back home and quit after seven years

And came back, that breakdown still was known

Left the game but never left it

I thought I had been intercepted

In the fourth with 30 seconds

Pushin' to my last breath in

Mind sharp just like a weapon

Ain't no question what I'm repping

I go in just like a FN

Watch your toe before you step in

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Grinding all day on the regular, go

Hunt for the kill like a predator, go

This real life, no metaphor, no

Trap all day, I'm irregular, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

On the go, aimin' for the kill

Up for three days on the pill

101 trap is a skill

Street life, tell me how you feel

Lay it down I'm a crook for life

If life was a gamble I got loaded dice

My pops said, son, you only get one life

So I'm livin' my life like I might die tonight

To see my plug, I gotta catch a flight

You ain't caught no bodies, you ain't earned no stripes

Niggas got cut short to reach these heights

Had to take shortcuts to live this life

Hard head, cutthroat, yeah, that's me

Put your face on your homeboy white tee

Mercedes Benz, I done bought about three

Big boy shit, nigga, AMG

Still in the game, cause I love to rush

I done pimp hoes that I never fucked

I done sold drugs that I never touched

Feds in my house, I ain't tell them nothin'

Bounce right back, I'm a hustler, homie

I'll front your little brother, he a customer, homie

Hood rich in the trap, eatin' fried bologna

Montana with the blow, you can call me Tony

You can smell when I'm cookin' this d-d-d-rock

I'm the same old nigga from the d-d-d-block

Took the money from the trap and invested in stock

You can press pause, but I still wouldn't stop

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Grinding all day on the regular, go

Hunt for the kill like a predator, go

This real life, no metaphor, no

Trap all day, I'm irregular, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

On the go, aimin' for the kill

Up for three days on the pill

101 trap is a skill

Street life, tell me how you feel

On the go, nigga

Go