Up Next (feat. Tec)

(DJ Swift on the track) (Mook On The Beats) Haha, rrah! I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like, "Lil' bro, you up next" They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I'm blessed I put some shit inside my past that I still don't regret And I got some shit that's on my mind that I still won't confess I told that lil' hoe that she fine, I got her obsessed Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette These lame ass niggas can't catch up Want beef, I'ma leave 'em on a stretcher On the street we gon' creep when it's pressure Guarantee that a nigga get wet up One at night, promise I never let up Two fingers, one thumb, throw the set up, the set About the gang niggas know I never stand down Disrespect my name, swear to God, he gettin' ran down Live life broke, now the youngin' got the bands now She ain't wanna let me fuck, now that hoe a fan now Designer on me bitch, I'm fly just like jet Sippin' lean, pourin' all this Hi-Tech I bought a house, but I still be in them projects Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like, "Lil' bro, you up next" They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I'm blessed I did some shit inside my past that I still don't regret And I got some shit that's on my mind that I still won't confess I told that lil' hoe that she fine, I got her obsessed Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette I'm so blessed that I'm up next, ain't hate or get upset I just waited my turn, I can't go back, no, fuck that These niggas so suspect, super friendly, can't trust that That FN, I still clutch that All in public, I can't help it, I'm still thuggin' Even though I rap, I know you probably notice that The shit these rappers go through, I won't go for that You'll get bullet holes for that Shitted on my dreams when I was local, now how I'm 'posed to act? Ain't ride but want a chauffeur back, you a whole hoe for that 'Cause niggas ain't give me no handouts Made up so many excuses until they ran out But I kept it movin', and I'm the man now And the only way that they gon' see me Is if they sittin' in them stands now I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like, "Lil' bro you up next" They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I'm blessed I did some shit inside my past that I still don't regret And I got some shit that's on my mind that I still won't confess I told that lil' hoe that she fine, I got her obsessed Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette Yeah, and that's on that nation man Guwop Hussein, bitch I'm Farrakhan to these streets, nigga I be really uh, preachin' that real knowledge, you know Shout out to my nigga, uh, Quando Rondo, you know what I'm sayin' You know we gon' bless the streets with this bitch right here, you know From Baton Rouge to Savannah Georgia All the way retarded with us, gang It's up now nigga, up next Ain't no skippin' me, tippin' me, it's up