Sharard Baker - On My Shit (feat. King Hurt) Lyrics

Yes
(Yes)
Fly City(Fly City!) is definitely in the building
(You See Me Grinding)

We work hard for ours so it's only right that we floss ya dig, haha
(You see Me Shining)
And I got one of the realist niggas with me
(Who dat, Who dat)
Fat Boy Fresh
(The Streets Co-signing)
This the best it's gone get ya heard

WHAT!
I stand tall got a 6'9" mentality
It'll take four of you just to average me
See
A lot of niggas ain't good so just
Get it understood that the best ima have to be
So don't knock me muthaf*cka
No duplication can't copy muthaf*cka
Hands in the air like rocky Muthaf*cka
Victorious Sharard you a cocky muthaf*cka
Niggas ain't serious looking like a comedy
Screaming they the truth more like a spoof honestly
Middle finger up Flight Boy chef Boyardee
Make em eat they words and accept no apology
(Never)
I strive to be the best at it
And I expect nothing less but the top dammit
If I have to use some niggas as a step ladder
I gives a f*ck my nigga I got to get at it

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying

We got shopping bags you riding by the mall
I don't need Gatorade when it's time to ball
I'm on my shit like I never took a diaper off
I got bars like I'm inside Rikers' Walls
(What)
I ain't doing no prison stints
Out here trying to get bills between my finger prints
Who would knew this little nigga representing Flint
Would make a move out town for a business trip
Popping up like bad ache
I keep hard cuts so it's hard to hack me
New attire rocking sweaters with the Polo khaki
Cuz I'm ain't bout taking shorts so I'm never slacking
Being iller than I've ever been
Keeping up staying fresh like a peppermint
Making sure that my bitch stay elegant
Talking bout the car I give a f*ck about a broad I'm raw

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying

I am on my shit not lavatory
In the laboratory making hits now labels asking for me
As shorty effectuated with gold chains And forties
And I known the hood all the youngins wanna move that package for me
This life typical hypocritical miracle
Get a pack and strap and say f*ck school shit we done did it too
This ain't for everybody so it might not be for you
So when you come up my nigga you can't forget the crew
Cause if you eating the homies they gotta be eating too
And you gotta be ready cuz petty shit come with fetty
Don't break no levee cut that bull shit off machete
And I
Mob out so steady cuz they say head is heavy and still
A nigga trying move a dollar cake
Whipping up a pot of cake cook it slow and steady
Yeah a nigga trying get a lot of cake
To take care of my mama cake if the Lord let me

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying

I'm on my shit
You see me grinding
All I do is make hits
You see me shining
Im as real as it gets
The streets co-signing
You ain't nothing like this
Nigga please stop trying