Stay In Line

Lyrics

[Verse 1: T.Y.] Look Real shit if we wanted to sell that dope we could But we rather not sell that dope Cause they got a lot of bitch niggas running they mouth And me, I just want to know what thats all about Disrespecting the code, get your money Keep it real play the game how it go I do this shit for my niggas not these hoes I do this shit for my family not these hoes A few boundaries we got whoadie don't cross those Smoking weed and being fly thats the life I chose Better get like me dog and get your mind on the dough Too much money in this world and I'm not tryna be broke Too much fake too much hoe Imma ball til I fall When I get that check my people know I'm breaking 'em off If I eat then you eat that's what it is uh-huh Its a must, if you don't stay in line you gon' get your ass bust Blood spilt, body stiff, tragedy Your family gon' have deal with Shoulda kept it real bitch Its T.Y. I throw this fetty Hope you fuck niggas ready And I hope you dog hoes ready [Verse 2: Brow] I gotta get it man I'm on a mission man For this money man I'll leave you slumped man I ride with my tools I gotta get it dude If it come cross my face Bitch imma take ya food My attitude is shitty From criminal activities I'm all about the Benjamins but I ain't P Diddy I ride as a loner blowing marijuana I need a gutta bitch, I prefer Shawna All my real fam, would never leave me hanging See them fake friends bitch I leave your brains hanging They say they keep it real but they don't keep it real Better hope I change my mind Bitch I want you all killed I'm thinking for myself It's all about my wealth And when my CD drop bitch go cop it off them shelves I'm on BET, 106 top 10 This why I'm hot now bitches on me poppin'