(Everything's A GO)
[Verse 1]
Well connected, and well respected
Where I'm from boy we're young and restless
I can't sleep when I'm done, lil mama cooking breakfast
When I walk to the front they say they starving artist, but I eat when I want
I got them drugs on me, but I'm not the plug homie
If they with me it's cause they down to catch a slug for me
What don't kill you make you stronger, True story, used to hit the licks, in Arizona reminiscing smoking with my n*ggas
They was crip, they wasn't banging but I wasn't tripping
Board pass yeah, these n*ggas think they next up
But they last too, tagging all these rap n*ggas
Body bags, I ain't changed but a lot has changed
I know you mad you acting strange
But I can't complain, you can't say the same
I ain't [?], but I'm on my rap sh*t, day to day
AGO clean up nice n*gga, the Taylor Gang
Same sh*t, different pipes n*gga
Carry on, you feel that land n*gga
Now write a song, and live a short life
Gary Coleman, why you trolling get a life n*gga
Nobody owe you, yo who know you bout that life n*gga
I'm using my vocals to make me a mogul
You not my type b*tches
[Hook]
I'm that n*gga with the chick that you don't see at the bar
I'm that n*gga these lil workers trying to be at the bar
I'm the n*gga, I'm the n*gga, I'm the n*gga, hoe
I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, hoe
I'm that n*gga with the chick that you don't see at the bar
I'm that n*gga these lil workers trying to be at the bar
I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, hoe
I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, hoe
(Everything's A GO)
[Verse 2]
Look
Used to be lil dusty on the court with the jumper
Now I'm big fleas, get cheese by the lump son
Ridin' in the foreign by my motherf*cking long some
I don't f*ck with nobody, everybody want some
I don't know these n*ggas or these broke hoes nothing
Where ya ass was at when I was on the block strugglin'
Where ya ass was at when I was on top of the oven
Tryna bubble off a circle, I ain't f*cking with these Urkels
n*gga don't urt me, you heard me?
I need my cheese urgently, don't take it personally, (chill out)
Might just pull up with your b*tch cause that's my goon
She think the leather burgundy but it's really maroon
I just say I see you soon, hey
(you know)
And just dip off, in that [?], top just slip off
I talk that slick talk, that big talk, that real sh*t, let's get wrist talk
Then hit a lick and get lost, you boys know how the streets talk
[Hook]
I'm that n*gga with the chick that you don't see at the bar
I'm that n*gga these lil workers trying to be at the bar
I'm the n*gga, I'm the n*gga, I'm the n*gga, hoe
I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, I'm the pleasy, hoe