6th Ave (Intro) lyrics

by

DOM KENNEDY


[Intro]
For life
Yeah
I might be the best that did it
Or at least got away with it, damn

[Chorus]
I don't explain much, I just keep a chain tucked
Aron keep a thang tucked, started on that school bus
Now I'm in the big truck, in us we trust
In pics hold my peace up, never smoke angel dust
Watchin' "Friday" in an old school, makin' bucks
If you haven't made seven figures, can't relate to us
I own everything, so my name, sh*t it's major bro
Touch C notes every day, give away the ones

[Verse 1]
For me she's available (Available)
No attitude and she always down to make a move
Usually at a lowkеy spot, with a plate of food
Overpriced drinks but it's cool 'causе I'm hater proof
Champagne toasts with a chica, lil' fresh fruit
Body like a Laker girl, too but I can't hoop
Might f*ck around and drop forty right in the booth
Leimert Park n*ggas never fold but I bend the rules
[?] 6th Ave, been had a rich swag
Lookin' for my other half, shoot like Kristaps
Cris' in my p*ss test, c*m on my chick breast
I used to wear Guess
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Now Adidas pay me just to get fresh
Wake up, show type sh*t like Sway and Tech
n*ggas can't outrap me, Lord I confess
Go with the points spread kid, that's a safer bet
Me I'm goin' for the win, f*ck they expect?
n*gga I'm my own connect, I run my own sessions
Executive produced, put on for the section
Drivin' down West and n*gga what a blessin'
Finessed everything that was on my checklist
Opps wanna know who I'm havin' sex with
Salt on my name 'cause they really desperate
Dressin' like me, gotta stay protected
Legend in my own mind, Makaveli
n*ggas tell me I'm they favorite MC, so I really had to see
Moms name on my sleeve, am I really that nice?
Gotta always keep it G

[Chorus]
I don't explain much, I just keep a chain tucked
Aron keep a thang tucked, started on that school bus
Now I'm in the big truck, in us we trust
In pics hold my peace up, never smoke angel dust
Watchin' "Friday" in an old school, makin' bucks
If you haven't made seven figures, can't relate to us
I own everything, so my name, sh*t it's major bro
Touch C notes every day, give away the ones
[Outro]
[?] 6th Ave, been had a rich swag
Lookin' for my other half, shoot like Kristaps
Cris in my p*ss test, c*m on my chick breast
Yeah, sh*t is major bro
Yeah, c*m on my chick dress
Uh, it's presidential
Leimert Park (Yeah), yeah
Real OPM bidness
That's for life n*gga, ayy
'Til it's over, get it right
Uh, b*tch (b*tch, b*tch)
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