What's up 2Gz
I'm Monsta
FTC we in the building
Man I heard them farmers dissed me
I L.O.L. them niggas
Love obligated living, and forever take they chickens
It ain't one clucking I can't nab
Cause I'm real homie, No swag
Forever rep my struggles
F*ck you mean I'm bout that
Shades on and my hat low
My brim back and my kicks match
Take off that V-Neck
Flex all of them damn tats
I paid for it, I'm made for it, nigga please
I go out and get mines, ain't shit out her for free
2Gz got me hip, had to turn it up a bit
I was sleeping on my hustle, became consistent when I flipped
No more losses, tell the judge that was it
F*ck being judge by twelve, rather be carried home by six
Yeah, true to my word though
Boss and dropping dimes For The City call me Rondo
I be going in, you can't see me like your eyes closed
I can smell success, so why they tell me only God nose
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
(2Gz man where we headed?)
I'm on my way to the top
I got some homies know the way and they reserved me a slot
I know a lot of people there but they saved us a spot
Its For The City are you coming or not
(Man, you know where you going?)
Yeah, I know the way to control our own destination
GPS Gritter I'm a rapping gritting navigation
Use to having nothing being broke is not a situation
Thats how I learned to get paid from all my conversations
Are you looking for me? You see us coming up?
Every time you get close we start speeding up
You still getting directions from over such and such
The plane taking off, while you pulling up
Yeah, We headed to the top man. We already sitting down, seat belts fastened
You just now pulled up. We already done turned off our electronically devices
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
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What's up 2Gz
I'm Monsta
FTC we in the building
Man I heard them farmers dissed me
I L.O.L. them niggas
Love obligated living, and forever take they chickens
It ain't one clucking I can't nab
Cause I'm real homie, No swag
Forever rep my struggles
F*ck you mean I'm bout that
Shades on and my hat low
My brim back and my kicks match
Take off that V-Neck
Flex all of them damn tats
I paid for it, I'm made for it, nigga please
I go out and get mines, ain't shit out her for free
2Gz got me hip, had to turn it up a bit
I was sleeping on my hustle, became consistent when I flipped
No more losses, tell the judge that was it
F*ck being judge by twelve, rather be carried home by six
Yeah, true to my word though
Boss and dropping dimes For The City call me Rondo
I be going in, you can't see me like your eyes closed
I can smell success, so why they tell me only God nose
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
(2Gz man where we headed?)
I'm on my way to the top
I got some homies know the way and they reserved me a slot
I know a lot of people there but they saved us a spot
Its For The City are you coming or not
(Man, you know where you going?)
Yeah, I know the way to control our own destination
GPS Gritter I'm a rapping gritting navigation
Use to having nothing being broke is not a situation
Thats how I learned to get paid from all my conversations
Are you looking for me? You see us coming up?
Every time you get close we start speeding up
You still getting directions from over such and such
The plane taking off, while you pulling up
Yeah, We headed to the top man. We already sitting down, seat belts fastened
You just now pulled up. We already done turned off our electronically devices
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
I'm Monsta
FTC we in the building
Man I heard them farmers dissed me
I L.O.L. them niggas
Love obligated living, and forever take they chickens
It ain't one clucking I can't nab
Cause I'm real homie, No swag
Forever rep my struggles
F*ck you mean I'm bout that
Shades on and my hat low
My brim back and my kicks match
Take off that V-Neck
Flex all of them damn tats
I paid for it, I'm made for it, nigga please
I go out and get mines, ain't shit out her for free
2Gz got me hip, had to turn it up a bit
I was sleeping on my hustle, became consistent when I flipped
No more losses, tell the judge that was it
F*ck being judge by twelve, rather be carried home by six
Yeah, true to my word though
Boss and dropping dimes For The City call me Rondo
I be going in, you can't see me like your eyes closed
I can smell success, so why they tell me only God nose
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
(2Gz man where we headed?)
I'm on my way to the top
I got some homies know the way and they reserved me a slot
I know a lot of people there but they saved us a spot
Its For The City are you coming or not
(Man, you know where you going?)
Yeah, I know the way to control our own destination
GPS Gritter I'm a rapping gritting navigation
Use to having nothing being broke is not a situation
Thats how I learned to get paid from all my conversations
Are you looking for me? You see us coming up?
Every time you get close we start speeding up
You still getting directions from over such and such
The plane taking off, while you pulling up
Yeah, We headed to the top man. We already sitting down, seat belts fastened
You just now pulled up. We already done turned off our electronically devices
Yeah, got a lot of people following now
We all on, gon' keep the people watching
We lit the bottle, headed to the top
And where we going I don't know
I just know we ain't stopping
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
I Keep gritting on my way to the top
On my way to the top
I had a vision on my way to the top
Some people missing from my way to the top
On my way to the top
Writer: Marquist Graves, Micheal Griffith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave