Full Circle

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Yeah everything coming full circle Ain't no squares in the circle I can make you stay out past your curfew Might go star in a commercial Should I do the V12 or the Turbo? Just got a new check from Universal I see it in your face my success is hurtful You could get it too patience is a virtue Go gets no gimmics same b-day as Biggie Slide up to your spot, in a GMC Jimmy And my main bitch pretty Show these niggas no pity Show these hoes no pity They belong to the city Neck in neck, with the competition now Bringing home trophies, that's tradition now Turnt up in the VIP, I spent a ticket, woah Watch the way I whip it how I scrape the boat Nature of the beast, I'm a different breed, yeah Too busy posted, to post a #TBT, yeah If we down at the half, I'ma bring us back If the freaks falling through, they gotta bring a sack Don't forget the jimmy hats, Henny from the whole bottle, yeah Eating on China, yeah, put this on vinyl Your bitch ain't my cup of tea, sayin' she in love with me Beggin' for my company, I'm watering this money tree, yeah [Chorus: Hit-Boy] Yeah, everything coming full circle Ain't no squares in the circle I can make you stay out past your curfew Might go star in a commercial [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] Started with the corn flakes And a side of wonderbread Can't push me off the ledge In the field, like Dez In them black Cortez I'm fo' sho', y'all hopin Got her legs wide open Don't speak on my name, if you ain't been to Berlin Ain't bought a few cars, the side chick ain't pretty Ain't been to Magic City, you know These niggas just, runnin' with my style, I swear, ay It's either the GT3 Or the Turbo And I'm the sign right before Virgos Parkin' on the grass, bangin' G Herbo While I chief herbles, you man's a Stevie Urkel And you couldn't pay me, the role I [?] I kept it so real, I don't even fuck with Visine We all finna die anyway, so fuck it, ride clean And give her good dick, and take her out for that Chinese Nature of the beast, I'ma different breed Whisper in your ear, can you kiss it please Some things were just meant to be Bouncin' in the VIP, i spent the ticket, woah Always got somethin' valley, when I'm at the Grove [Chorus: Hit-Boy] Everything coming full circle Ain't no squares in the circle I can make you stay out past your curfew Might go star in a commercial [Bridge: Dom Kennedy] Started with the corn flakes And a side of wonderbread Can't push me off the ledge In the field, like Dez In them black Cortez I'm fo' sho', y'all hopin Got her legs wide open [Outro: Dom Kennedy] Yeah, might touch down, ayy You might get them drawers up Every time we touch down, uhh Half-A-Mil shit Trademark Me and Hit-Boy in this motherfucker IE, stand up Leimert Park, though Yeah, uhh, yo She might get them drawers up Every time we touch down You fools stay ready She might get them drawers up Every time we touch down