Solo Gang

Lyrics

[Intro]: Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo no no You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Write another Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo no no You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo dolo You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane [Verse 1]: Two Glocks and clips make a nigga feel 2Pacalypse New pock to piss and new crib new whip feel politics Share this pic who's watching this And no father figure no trends don't follow niggas You be in the mall with your niggas Spending it all with your niggas But you been ignoring your kids calling And you got a daughter my nigga Just follow my vision, it was hot in the kitchen Watching Kazam I was like damn shit, I got all of my wishes I went to school came back home hustling washing the dishes Then got, hentai, be my, witness, say hi, wave bye, still my business Get my weight up like I'm running Planet Fitness Fly to GC Planet and get stranded land of no forgiveness You get granted no permission like a mandatory sentence Stop your camera recording pics I'm the man all these boards is bitches Flawless bitches, I, please don't call those bitches high How you make your living niggas pay you caller tip at night Caught me slipping at the stop sign that's a red light special And then I froze like I stopped time say hello to the devil Listen to heavy metal backwards like ACDC What CDCA Fuck you they don't need me [Hook]: Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo no no You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo dolo You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane [Verse 2]: It's crazy how niggas will get in they feelings and tell what they did It's crazy how niggas get in they feelings all over a bitch You was never with the gang you will never see how we live On all 10 I been in the streets since I was a kid Niggas was praying that I fail Threw me like change in a wishing well Why offend I'm a moving picture and my bitch flyer than a Tinker Bell Solid niggas still here with me, they'll never ever fold Bitch niggas wanted information, they was never ever told Only answer when the money call, by myself I don't fuck with yall My niggas still had to cut em off, my dawgs still had to cut em off I got shootas on my left, I got shootas on my right We can do this shit whenever, pussy nigga pick the night She got crazy round my hood, so I had to play it right Russian chop with the drum on it, and it came with a knife Man these bitch niggas don't want none 40 cal with the semi bun Pull up game with me like Jimmy Johns We done shot a nigga body 50 times Got game with me that's 39s finna shoot it feeling like its portal time 19 with a foreign ride and the diamonds always had to glow inside No way Ima let niggas come take something Play me wrong and ima spray something [Hook]: Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo no no You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo dolo You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane [Verse 3: King Iso]: Remember when life was crazy Could've been life they gave me Now when I get on that mic they pay me Been touring a nation lately Bitch I'm a product of the 80s That nigga so dope coy hating Strapped up yeah I know they wanna spray me I got 4:44s like Jay-Z Ill run a nigga up like a navy seal Deep in the water like a baby seal All independent never gave me deals Chopper on the road that made me real Now everywhere I go I get a famous feel Counting that chicken like they for real Niggas still hating are they for real Until I get to busting out the Graceville Ima be hungry til I make a mil Six-figure nigga with the stainless steel Funny how the raps that pay my bills Try to stop my money ima aim to kill Hit another nigga in the game is zil Bitch I'm balling like play me a lil Rolling your bitch like I gave her a pill Fuck it with me thats what gave her a pill But they hate on me still cause I'm bopping this time Act like they with me but glutton on mine Infrared beam on your noggin for trying Now let me know what you got on your mind Never negative you out of your mind Gotta positive vibe like Optimus Prime Never act funny if yall is my kind I'm eating good what I got on the side [Hook]: Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo no no You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane Ask me what I'm doing I ain't cooling with the game I been riding solo dolo You just ain't the same You just want the fame yeah Just throw dirt on my name yeah Roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane