Lyrics
Fuck what all these niggaz say
I'm on my way
Steady trying to find my way
Create my own wave
They not on my current page
And that's ok
When the game is on the line
Draw up the play
Seal the game on the spot
(On the spot), Damn
Yeah you most of forgot
(You must forgot)
When the lights on, I get hot
(Get hot)
Work ethic, top notch
I don't stop
When it's game time
One on one
Tell me what you want to do
Shoutout Cotto on the beat
Set me up
To kill the groove
I've been going all day
No excuses always
Bad news for the rest of you
I'm surgical with bars mane
Damn
What you really know
About a nigga from VA
Cooking up with all these rhymes
Singing on a couple verses
Let you know I'm versatile
Know I got a purpose now
Change lives the work it carry
Pass it off to my son, let him know he legendary
Fuck what all these niggaz say
I'm on my way
Steady trying to find my way
Create my own wave
They not on my current page
And that's ok
When the game is on the line
Draw up the play
Seal the game on the spot
(On the spot)
Yeah you most of forgot
(You must forgot)
When the lights on, I get hot
(Get hot)
Work ethic, top notch
I don't stop
It don't stop
Look up we at the top
These niggas in they feelings
Cause we're everything that they're not
Working for everything
Nothing was given
Yeah I earned that shit
That nigga Stevie in a new city
We finna take this bitch.
I'm one of one
And you'll never find another
Kobe in the clutch
I'm a hit it at the buzzer
We them big steppers
Lil Nigga get yo weight up
Mind yo business and just know we on the way up
Fuck what all these niggaz say
I'm on my way
Steady trying to find my way
Create my own wave
They not on my current page
And that's ok
When the game is on the line
Draw up the play
Seal the game on the spot
(On the spot)
Yeah you most of forgot
(You must forgot)
When the lights on, I get hot
(Get hot)
Work ethic, top notch
I don't stop
Ayo, I'm that bitch (yeah), look at my fit (yeah)
Cost a grip (yeah), to look like this (yeah)
Mothafuckas used to sabotage the bag
(That's a no no)
Now suddenly you
Hoes all wanna ask
(For a photo)
(Nah)
I'mma pass on that,
Bitch when you look this good
The flicks ain't free
(Nah)
Tell me who the fuck out here
Been tearin' up the game like me?
Um
Everything that I touch it turns into gold
And all my tickets are sold
You bitches won't see me fold
I'm on a roll!
Fuck what all these niggaz say
I'm on my way
Steady trying to find my way
Create my own wave
They not on my current page
And that's ok
When the game is on the line
Draw up the play
Seal the game on the spot
(On the spot)
Yeah you most of forgot
(You must forgot)
When the lights on, I get hot
(Get hot)
Work ethic, top notch
I don't stop
Don't stop
Pop that cat
Let me see you bring it back
Don't stop
Pop that cat
Show these bitches where it's at!
Writer(s): Charles Brown, Samuel Lee Merner
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