Come Wit It lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch
(Ayy, Power)
I like this one, Power
Let me talk to 'em

[Verse]
Before you hop into this sh*t, just know what come with it, ayy
n*ggas pocket watchin', bein' nosy in your business
The pretty broke hoes thinkin' you a come-up ticket
The ones with no goals who just f*ckin' for a living
I was ridin' 'round with pops just so I could soak the game up
He'd ask what them n*ggas need and then hang up
Ready for war, it look like somebody trained us
I wanna be the n*gga gettin' money, not a gangster
I took all them road trips and ran into a plug
He f*ckin' with me, I ain't askin' him to show no love
A n*gga asked me 'bout his b*tch, I hit a shoulder shrug
Thе next day, I hit her up, and hit her just bеcause
Just did thirty off a walkin' in a piece of paper
I was in Cali then Vegas, movin' like the Raiders
You n*ggas b*tches, I'm surprised that you can't go in labor
I just wifed a PNC and Chase come on later
Your b*tch all in my likes tryna shoot her shot
She want me to get behind it while she doin' squats
A couple spots, n*ggas know that I got sh*t on lock
Off doin' drops, woke up to a text like it popped
Chrome Heart Polo with the crosses
I'm tryna slide like I ain't see "Proceed with caution"
This n*gga drinkin' booze, stone cold, Steve Austin
Blow this sh*t and get it right back, I see it often
I'm still independent, out here talkin' to promoters
I just hit Fidelity, I'm finna clean it up at Krogers
n*ggas on the news dead, he got the wrong type of exposure
I got Navy feds from an old army soldier