Yea
Yeah
Yeah
November
We gone Give em something a lil Different
Yeah
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never ever keep this king down for to long
I'm a lion, hear me roar
Hit you with these southpaws
Now these gloves are coming off
Seen so many going soft
I got some dirt on my blazer
My Taylor told me Shake it Off
What the f*ck you niggas thought
F*cked the world, and did it raw
Heard they lacking attention
Well tell my son's give me a call
Never lose, I'm only taught
Get my pasta from the sauce
Wide screen, no tunnel vision
Nigga, I want it all
Money, Power, my Respect
Automatic like a tec
Newbies reaching for the throne
Knowing damn well that shit-a- stretch
Got em scared like I-R-S
Cause they seen my drive progress
Wake up, the hotel a mess
Tell the crew to go stop the press
Swear to God
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
Now I done been places, and been back
Paid dues, like kick backs
I'm sewed up, like good tracks
In mint shape like Tic Tac's
No small opinions, big facts
Tied down, like wave caps
You can't play me, I don't play back
Can't break me, I been Snapped
First 48, will be a cold case, I kill shit on impact
Then turn pussy to a Water Kingdom
Y'all enjoy that Splish Splash
I go deep, and stay long
She stay too, if she stay calm
She bring friends that's like sisters
And like magic, boy charmed
Orion's belt on my damn arm
Flip switches, shit transform
Exotic fruit, foreign cars
When seeds planted, grow strong
Just two hands, hard labor
No friends, less favors
I'm ticked off
And I'm pissed off
Y'all left me choice, now
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and check's
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never keep this king down for too long
You will never keep this king down for too long
Yeah
Blow, Blow, Blow
Blow, Blow, Blow
I swear to God i'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
November - Blow Lyrics
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Yea
Yeah
Yeah
November
We gone Give em something a lil Different
Yeah
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never ever keep this king down for to long
I'm a lion, hear me roar
Hit you with these southpaws
Now these gloves are coming off
Seen so many going soft
I got some dirt on my blazer
My Taylor told me Shake it Off
What the f*ck you niggas thought
F*cked the world, and did it raw
Heard they lacking attention
Well tell my son's give me a call
Never lose, I'm only taught
Get my pasta from the sauce
Wide screen, no tunnel vision
Nigga, I want it all
Money, Power, my Respect
Automatic like a tec
Newbies reaching for the throne
Knowing damn well that shit-a- stretch
Got em scared like I-R-S
Cause they seen my drive progress
Wake up, the hotel a mess
Tell the crew to go stop the press
Swear to God
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
Now I done been places, and been back
Paid dues, like kick backs
I'm sewed up, like good tracks
In mint shape like Tic Tac's
No small opinions, big facts
Tied down, like wave caps
You can't play me, I don't play back
Can't break me, I been Snapped
First 48, will be a cold case, I kill shit on impact
Then turn pussy to a Water Kingdom
Y'all enjoy that Splish Splash
I go deep, and stay long
She stay too, if she stay calm
She bring friends that's like sisters
And like magic, boy charmed
Orion's belt on my damn arm
Flip switches, shit transform
Exotic fruit, foreign cars
When seeds planted, grow strong
Just two hands, hard labor
No friends, less favors
I'm ticked off
And I'm pissed off
Y'all left me choice, now
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and check's
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never keep this king down for too long
You will never keep this king down for too long
Yeah
Blow, Blow, Blow
Blow, Blow, Blow
I swear to God i'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
Yeah
Yeah
November
We gone Give em something a lil Different
Yeah
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never ever keep this king down for to long
I'm a lion, hear me roar
Hit you with these southpaws
Now these gloves are coming off
Seen so many going soft
I got some dirt on my blazer
My Taylor told me Shake it Off
What the f*ck you niggas thought
F*cked the world, and did it raw
Heard they lacking attention
Well tell my son's give me a call
Never lose, I'm only taught
Get my pasta from the sauce
Wide screen, no tunnel vision
Nigga, I want it all
Money, Power, my Respect
Automatic like a tec
Newbies reaching for the throne
Knowing damn well that shit-a- stretch
Got em scared like I-R-S
Cause they seen my drive progress
Wake up, the hotel a mess
Tell the crew to go stop the press
Swear to God
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and checks
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
Now I done been places, and been back
Paid dues, like kick backs
I'm sewed up, like good tracks
In mint shape like Tic Tac's
No small opinions, big facts
Tied down, like wave caps
You can't play me, I don't play back
Can't break me, I been Snapped
First 48, will be a cold case, I kill shit on impact
Then turn pussy to a Water Kingdom
Y'all enjoy that Splish Splash
I go deep, and stay long
She stay too, if she stay calm
She bring friends that's like sisters
And like magic, boy charmed
Orion's belt on my damn arm
Flip switches, shit transform
Exotic fruit, foreign cars
When seeds planted, grow strong
Just two hands, hard labor
No friends, less favors
I'm ticked off
And I'm pissed off
Y'all left me choice, now
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
My drip alone
Cost me a grip
God in my zone
Not talking six
Nasty as f*ck, my nigga
I'm on my shit
Sometimes I lose
Most times I win
I put in work
Day out, day in
Up to my neck
In cash and check's
Pay what you owe me, my nigga
Some damn respect
You will never keep this king down for too long
You will never keep this king down for too long
Yeah
Blow, Blow, Blow
Blow, Blow, Blow
I swear to God i'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
My fuse is lit
I'm bout to blow
Writer: Erik Spratley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid