sheisty niggaz - royal clutch lyrics
kos d:
way too many shiesty n-gg-hz, tryna sheist man i don’t like these n-gg-hz, check to check i oughtta fight these n-gg-hz, bite these n-gg-hz, f-ck around right these n-gg-hz, sleeping bout 4 clean, squeezing 25/8, meals a day down to two, first one at like 2 last one be round 2, and ain’t been talking to my brother off a video shoot, yo what the f-ck this ain’t cool, ain’t what i signed up for, morale gone talking like we gon quit in a year, ain’t made a grip yet, have me reminiscing bout the 6 set, 3 left now 3 left, by now my feet wet, most of these n-gg-hz don’t do nothing til they seeing checks but they already seen checks
hook:
i come through like where my m-th-f-cking money at, funny that spend time don’t get money back, run it back past years been like a hundred laps, don’t tell me that yo my n-gg-hz is already mad x2
reese:
n-gg-s gotta be lying if they denying that i’m not in my zone
even when i pop in alone, i be popping c’mon
plotting to blow and quick, these chicks flock to my room
cuz the flows that i kick hit, make em hop out they clothes
we trotting along and for years been tryna carve our lane
as n-gg-s with drive, timing don’t fit all our frames
and now the game’s evolving, days of taking these label offers is no longer upon us been slowly pushing out these offices
for the love of the art but what that mean for us
the clutch been grinding on the low, tryna reach these bucks
been throwing shows on our own, tryna move this music
and put this money in our future but this fame’s elusive
putting two and two together is harder than it seems
and watching these n-gg-s pop when we got the same dreams is painful
barely sitting on payroll as it is, and seeing these n-gg-s pesos got me wildin in the crib
for real, look i don’t chill now
i’m all about these bills now, and how i can make a mill in a year when n-gg-s still round and peep us on the come up and not just to stunt
but show these n-gg-s they can’t get with us, off the jump my n-gg-
hook:
i come through like where my m-th-f-cking money at, funny that spend time don’t get money back, run it back past years been like a hundred laps, don’t tell me that yo my n-gg-hz is already mad x2
jase:
it got me f-cked up with funds so low, no dough tho, no aid to help my n-gg-s pay for promo
4 hundo up front or you can sell these motherf-cking tickets
its all on your black -ss to figure how you gon’ get it
my uncle saying how about you chill up off that black pow’
sell on out, soon your -ss in different crowds, put you on to bigger shows, now you meeting iller hoes, forget your area code, getting high in different time zones
sounds like the dream don’t it? losing sleep you see me feening weighing options heavy on the mental, plugs got triple beams for him
my brain haunted, with every step i take, grand momma making all her daughters pray for him on the late night tip, some days like this
i remember f-cking bucket headed hoes spending ducketts, dropping decimals
now morale is low, dipping, spilling liquor like geronimo
me, reesey reese and kos toking dope, perfecting rolls
since we all we got, main and supporting cast
n-gg-s i used to run with, if i had to, i gave up my last
every bounce of -ss, every last drop of cash
and it took them n-gg-s nothing to hawk me in my motherf-cking back
what a time we at
hook:
i come through like where my m-th-f-cking money at, funny that spend time don’t get money back, run it back past years been like a hundred laps, don’t tell me that yo my n-gg-hz is already mad x2
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