Git Along

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Butcher Brown - R&B, Rap

Git Along

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[Verse 1] Plane finna touch down Shit is swimmin' in my mind goin' 'round and 'round Thoughts creepin' up inside, it's 'bout to go down Turn around for help and I get not even a sound Tell me that you wit' the gang but you not around We just tryna get paid, spread it all around Since a young one, I fell in love with the sound Turn that shit the fuck up, make the whole party drown They just wanna kick it when the camera on But the not day one's gotta leave me 'lone Walkin' winner's circle, man, I'm always in the zone I don't pick up, leave me a message when you hear the tone Don't come with that bullshit when you on my phone Or I'll be knockin' on the front door of your home Lion hunter, you ain't gotta throw this dog a bone Peelin' in the Lambo' with the wind, I'm gone, yeah [Chorus] You think you will but you won't 'Cause I'ma do what they don't Mind on the bands, I ain't stoppin' for no man Got the whole room full of smoke 'Cause you just doin' what you can Steady watchin' like a fan In the truck with the whole band Ayo, nothin' is the same Do it for the whole gang [Verse 2] Paper chasin', nigga, fuck a "Can we got along?" Team is too strong Years ahead of all the shit you on Yeah, you heard it first You be workin' but we put in work We goin' berzerk Blood, sweat and tear all in my shirt You don't understand and can't pick up, not even with a scan Cross the whole land Kickin' holes all inside yo' plan 'Cause you weak as fuck My shit hit just like a Mack truck Talkin' out the side would not advise for you to get buck Ain't none of it luck Grind, grind, I'ma get mine Wrist shine with the ice tellin' all the fuckin' time All the fuckin' time People livin' life stuck on rewind Since Im runnin' out of time I'ma go and get mine Hundred thousand miles an hour tryna get this paper Get the game, work the land, go back to the maker Get the bread baked up, I'm the head baker Stack it high for the babies so they have it later [Chorus] You think you will but you won't 'Cause I'ma do what they don't Mind on the bands, I ain't stoppin' for no man Got the whole room full of smoke 'Cause you just doin' what you can Steady watchin' like a fan In the truck with the whole band Ayo, nothin' is the same Do it for the whole gang You think you will but you won't 'Cause I'ma do what they don't Mind on the bands, I ain't stoppin' for no man Got the whole room full of smoke 'Cause you just doin' what you can Steady watchin' like a fan In the truck with the whole band Ayo, nothin' is the same Do it for the whole gang

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  • Marcus James Tenney