Question & Demand

Lyrics
[Part I: Question] [Verse 1] Break some fuckin' bread with a nigga The nigga, nigga, that make it flip and split the loaf wit' cha Lineman on the tar and on the line with the Right hand make it happen, you should fuck with the Shake man, pack, ma, I know you wanna roll Layin' the stones, buryin' the stones Melanin in the stone veil, in the Lamb Or Camry, the metal handy They tryna off-switch me and chip me, I know they watching Second line over gray water Under wave, under slave order Garments, garnish sack of Lays for it Metal in mirror, the math in my cabbage and carats Tri-fecta when the trinity mirror Light shine from the crystal refraction Brother V from the Pyramid faction Roof gone and the coupe gone in the wind Gone like the wind (Oh shit) [Refrain] Gone in the wind, gone like the wind [Verse 2] Where yo' mans? (Where yo' mans?) Where yo' clique at? (Where yo' clique at?) Who you wit' then? (Who you wit' then?) Where yo' sticks at? (Where yo' sticks at?) Shut it down (Shut it down) Don't fuck around (Don't fuck around) Don't fuck around (Don't fuck around) Don't fuck around, child, no (Don't fuck around) Had to move, had to win, nigga, had to clear it Made it out the spring, just tryna see another year But they tryna shake me, shoot three, two Pyramids in the gear Ayy, no war unless you want war goin' on, then we 'bout to roll out [Chorus] Yeah, question, is you gon' roll or get rolled up? Is you gon' roll or get rolled up? [Verse 3] Man and 'em escapade 'cross the land and Echoin' all across the land and Panned in, flat-panned camera lens, camera action Light live, fence in the light until the casket Might live fit to the plight, ready for action, man, look Out the hood and in the clear, is you gon' roll or get rolled up? [Chorus] Yeah, is you gon' roll or get rolled up? Yeah, is you gon' roll or get rolled up, lil nigga? Yeah, question, is you gon' roll or get rolled up? Run for it [Part II: Demand] [Verse] Yeah, cell phone Speed dial, blaze cell phone Made an order on the cell phone Shot shot via cell phone Flip a package from the cell phone Icin' at ya with the cell phone They tryna track it from the cell phone Burn that, behind these four walls Made it out the crowd just to see four walls Switch bracket, metal, plastic, rapper, legal fees, four walls Rich bitch just got it painted, color these four walls Lord, love slow-mo, me and T split four bars I know, how high? Too high I only roll and smoke, choke gas in these four walls Death of me, in these four walls Birth of me, in these four walls Curse on me, voodoo queen, alchemy Had to be, shadow me, attached to me, trackin' me Maze in these four walls No service, sendin' no call No play, product gettin' stiff You've been fiendin', you've been in withdrawals You should really hit the cell phone Shake man runnin' these walls (Don't call, don't) [Outro] Ugh, hello? Cell phone Yeah, got what you want Yeah, you should hit the cell phone Yeah, what do you need? Hold up, hold up, hold up, cell phone
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Credits
- Writers
- Pyramid Vritra