Stay In Ur Lane

Lyrics

[Intro] Alright, testing, testing, testing Hey, is this thing on!? Testing! Test... Is this thing on? Can you hear me back there? Yeah, well, then shut up! Alright? Hey, listen Is that him in the studio? Alright [Hook] These dudes better stay in they lanes And keep they brains on the right track Now you got a check that you can't cash And you let your mouth write that We ain't playing, man, the shit get real Talk slick, get your life snatched And don't rest, better guard ya grill That's how it is, cause it's like that [Verse 1] Yeah, I move blocks to rude pops and dude drops I'm too hot; mix Jay, Big, and 2Pac So move not, I'm way big and dude shot Your crew watch, I'm hot, bitch and you not I'm not a fake, not a Nigga that'll pop shit about my cake, holla Make dollars But you perp, and you make nada Not a man, not a cent, ho I stay propa Fake scholar, they can let the tre 8's holla And punk nigga, play dumb, get your face swallowed You not a hustler, dawg You don't know what a half a brick means In rap, you'll get ate, like half of sixteen I'll bash your team, dang I'm sickening I'm dope, plus coke that'll smash your trip beam, man Before them boys come and lump your face With all that tough talkin', pump your brakes Ease back, shorty [Hook] These dudes better stay in they lanes And keep they brains on the right track Now you got a check that you can't cash And you let you mouth write that We ain't playin, man, the shit get real Talk slick, get your life snatched And don't rest, better guard you grill That's how it is, cause it's like that [Verse 2] Uh, your rhyming's a waste can I mean that it's basic, look The Nin' to your face It'll eat through your face, and then I breeze through the place No heat on my waist, but still Will eat through your face with measles, just face it, prick I'm on the move now, high price, big places Leave a nigga like them hunneds, with the big face, and Niggas try to act bad in them rare cases Til that metal's in they mouth, like a pair of braces Big bro talk slick up in them fake lines Same time, he just another fruit up in the grapevine You see I laugh, clock math, 'cause I take time And you trash, bust ass than a waistline And don't test, cause dude you'll be losing your breath Got respect like I'm moving a Tec' And I advise you and your crew be doing your best Try and get your mind right, or we'll be moving it left, nigga [Hook] These dudes better stay in they lanes And keep they brains on the right track Now you got a check that you can't cash And you let your mouth write that We ain't playing, man, the shit get real Talk slick, get your life snatched And don't rest, better guard your grill That's how it is, cause it's like that [Verse 3] You see it's rare that a nigga say he ball, and really got dough Rare that he say he push coke, and really got blow Common that he claiming that he thug, but he not though And when do a nigga say he spit and really got flow? I ain't playing around Not a gangster, but if you cross mine, I'll be laying 'em down And you talk about poppin' your heat But when the beef's on, the real OG's will come and rock you to sleep, coward And my advice, you should think twice Before you cross the path of a real nigga, live the street life Who pull cards, and they reach for they heat, right And you'll get smoked, like the trees in the peace pipe Man, they put you in the dirt here You steady throwin' up a set, but you ain't never put in work there So all that talk about the gang you bang Just stay in your lane, before a shot lay in your frame [Hook] These dudes better stay in they lanes And keep they brains on the right track Now you got a check that you can't cash And you let your mouth write that We ain't playing, man, the shit get real Talk slick, get your life snatched And don't rest, better guard your grill That's how it is, cause it's like that