ready - stephen jailon lyrics
chorus
yea i was ready they didn’t have my back
they was petty i stayed in my bag
want that fetti i brought it right back
makaveli
yeah, keep it steady they didn’t like that
they was jelly don’t run with that pack
it was smelly, i didn’t do that
like i’m melly
yeah they was tellin it’s all in my head
like i’m nelly
he aim at my head i’mma bet if he come with the bread
i’mma show ’em it is what it is
i’mma show ’em don’t play ’bout the kid
i’mma show ’em the kit with the kick
verse 1
yeah (4x)
i’m on one track on one way
i’mma come back on one wave
yeah (4x)
all these lame n*ggas in the way
all these broke hoes in my face
yeah (4x)
i’m just trying to make my plays
i’m just trying to make my name
yeah (4x)
gotta do my, do my thing
gotta do my, do my yeah
real real high like a satellite
little mama got ass she got cellulite
ahh hold it till the bag right
little mama might give that act right
going up outright
n*ggas went out left now they out, right ?
ahh see what we about right
i been rolling gas in a dark stout, right, yeah
chorus
yea i was ready they didn’t have my back
they was petty i stayed in my bag
want that fetti i brought it right back
makaveli
yeah, keep it steady they didn’t like that
they was jelly don’t run with that pack
it was smelly, i didn’t do that
like i’m melly
yeah they was tellin it’s all in my head
like i’m nelly
he aim at my head i’mma bet if he come with the bread
i’mma show ’em it is what it is
i’mma show ’em don’t play ’bout the kid
i’mma show ’em the kit with the kick
verse 2
i ain’t worried ’bout the gram and sh*t
i’m outside getting these grams and sh*t
i’mma stack up till i can’t stand this sh*t
real one know they can’t understand this sh*t
i’m the one to go and get a championship
then i double back really like the man and sh*t
she get to attached thinking i’m her man and sh*t
real spill i ain’t just saying this sh*t
too hot still ride around with like two thots
brought the backend in like two boxes
got the work in get my tool box
say that you up i think you not
keep it a fendi in fendi socks
these n*ggas police they some rent*a*cops
see them folks slowing down when they spin a block
but i’m working i know i could never stop
chorus
yea i was ready they didn’t have my back
they was petty i stayed in my bag
want that fetti i brought it right back
makaveli
yeah, keep it steady they didn’t like that
they was jelly don’t run with that pack
it was smelly, i didn’t do that
like i’m melly
yeah they was tellin it’s all in my head
like i’m nelly
he aim at my head i’mma bet if he come with the bread
i’mma show ’em it is what it is
i’mma show ’em don’t play ’bout the kid
i’mma show ’em the kit with the kick
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