For Years

Lyrics

[Intro: Bryan Hamilton] Lights up on the coupe, pullin' through Can smell the Cookie all in my hand I'm not bulletproof, I'm more than sure That you can make it here (Welcome to Get A Bag Records) I've been catchin' bags, runnin' up that check I'm not slowing down 'Cause I'm feelin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down [Verse 1: AllStar JR] Ayy, walk in, smell the smoke, I can tell a scent (Woo) Fiends laid out, I can tell they lit Shootin' up, doin' lines, on some heavy shit (Lit) I can't tell you niggas much, I'ma tell you this (Nigga) I'm in here currently and I'm just stampin' them bitches (Yeah) Taxin' them niggas over the phone laughin' and gigglin' (Nigga) Flash a whole bird, show you I ain't cappin' with niggas (I got it on me) Shit so funny, even my girl be cappin' on niggas (Look at them niggas) On Moses, I got a plain jane and a bust (Rollie) For a couple dollars, took the plane and the bus with it (I'm gone) Silly-ass rappers sneak dissin', fuck niggas (Fuck 'em) Be the same lame-ass niggas tryna fuck with us (Fuck on) I'm hustlin' through this bitch (Slappin'), catchin' every play Up stick if you soft, we takin' everything (Come on) On everything, call the plug, we need everything Sold everything out this bitch, I'm trappin' every day, nigga [Chorus: Asianae] Tell me what you want from me Take a look at what you see Got it on the floor right here We been in this trap for years (Let's get a bag) Tell me what you want from me Take a look at what you see Got it on the floor right here We been in this trap for years [Verse 2: RiskTaker D-Boy] Nigga ran off with the bag, I ain't even 'bout to kill him Should I fuck his main ho or put this dick all in his sister? (I slay that ho) Last nigga tried me up in heaven with his brother (Yeah) Mixtape finna drop, obituaries for covers (Baow, baow) Blood on this money, you would never understood I'm the one you never see, I send niggas through my mans (Holler at my dog) Play it crazy if you want, be the name under them hands All my niggas got drums like they played in a band (Bitch) Fiends love me on the block, get you killed for a gram (Nigga) Everybody rich now, nigga, shout out to the 'Gram (Double tap that, motherfucker) Big ups to my niggas gettin' off with them scams 201s doin' good, niggas eatin' off the land Ayy, why you think my chain came with the mountains on it? (RiskTaker) Went to Gary, dropped a whole damn mountain on it (Uh-huh) Big chop, got the Glocks, nigga plottin' on me On my way back home and I'm ridin' through the mountains with it [Chorus: Asianae] Tell me what you want from me Take a look at what you see Got it on the floor right here We been in this trap for years (Let's get a bag) Tell me what you want from me Take a look at what you see Got it on the floor right here We been in this trap for years [Outro: Bryan Hamilton] Lights up on the coupe, pullin' through Can smell the Cookie all in my hand I'm not bulletproof, I'm more than sure That you can make it here I've been catchin' bags, runnin' up that check I'm not slowing down 'Cause I'm feelin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down