Exclusive - Right On Lyrics

Right on, I see you locked in with the titans
Used to the dark, no sleeping with the light on
You compare to icons, a lame nigga perish if he ever come try them
No brakes just gas surpass I won't be late
Ain't dwelling about the past no not today
Destined got a rendezvous with fate
And it won't wait and it won't wait
Hellcats be busting out the gate
Baller blocking hell I make them pay
Thank God I made it out the hood
Damn I miss my auntie Wanda Faye
They might talk a lot of shit but the words don't stick
Karma feel good when the bankroll thick
When the world show love and she ain't your bitch
Shoot it from the paint bet I ain't gon' miss
I been working on my aim shoot a three-point swish
I don't need a switch
Stagger my shots you gon' meet the abyss
I do not chase cause they easy to get
You see the score you would die in a fit
Ain't no lil' bitch that I'm dyin' to hit
But I love when these lil' hoes be eyeing the whip
Drip in my walk like you eyeing a Crip
Bitch, I'm stacking
Bilbo Baggins
I do not hoarder so don't do baggage
Big ol' ship refer to me as captain
F*ckin' with the greats so it ain't no lackin
You gon' meet God if it's me you jackin
Hold a lot of bands these Evisu jackets
Fash cash addict oh I gotta have it
I'm a big wolf I was raised by a savage

Mmm, I promise if you niggas play, I can't look the other way
Mmm, if I'm lackin, I ain't lackin' faith, I'ma have to die today
Mmm, I promise if you niggas play, I can't look the other way
Mmm, if I'm lackin, I ain't lackin' faith, I'ma have to die today

Your bitch is a eater
I show no guilt when I feed her
Plumb her and cut off the meter
She pop that pussy for Peter
Straight to her face I'ma come on that bitch by the liter
Ain't enough debit from visa to comfort this greed or cheese to go on this pizza
Ain't no dope to be sold I'm pullin' a heist and selling the Mona Lisa
There's enough force in my voice to lift up the earth And bury the Tower of Pisa
Love y'all niggas but I don't need ya
Plus it ain't no room in this two-seater
Love to spit hot shit I'ma heat seeker
Stimulate minds through the receiver
I don't need Nas for to make Ether
When you get them whole then they way cheaper
Enough pain in my heart for to make theater
Cut the dead weight with the meat cleaver
When I send a plague that ain't hay fever
Sober mind, I don't smoke reefer
I was fourteen with the plugs beeper
Sky cell joint you know real creeper
I'ma get it done I used to listen to Pun while counting the cash on my thumb
I hit the hood the junkies go dumb
Jackboys try, I'm takin' a lung
I am not sparing a crumb
That was your fault pussy look what you done
Look how he shitting like he got the runs
Don't sell me no arms I might take your guns
Living this life, we do this for fun
Please do not flinch just run me the funds

Mmm, ay-ay-ay-ay, I promise if you niggas play
I can't look the other way
Mmm, if I'm lackin, I ain't lackin' faith
I'ma have to die to die today
Mmm, promise if you niggas play
I can't look the other way
Mmm, if I'm lackin, I ain't lackin' faith
I'ma have to die to die today

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