NIE - Get It Together

We never cared what niggas did, that's why we probably never peaked
I'm going up, we probably never get to meet She not a freak, she probably never get with
me I'm a G, they gotta pay me like a G
Just to breathe, just to walk, just to come and pop my shit
These niggas is not lit, like some burnt old hookah
Bitch, I been lit since John Wick was a shooter Oovoo ass niggas just talking front the computer
We walk up and bring it to you get you niggas together
Sliding, slutting out this bitch, fuck round and fucked up my leather
I need credit in the game, cause shit homage is better
How you expect me to say the same, you know I gots to get better
Top floor, I'm on tour, reciting flows from the Honda
Still got a song wit bob that if we drop it be drama
Chasing these commas, my mindset is still on a milli
Played that song back to back, I had a tourney in Philly
If niggas could feel me, probably jump right out of they body
Played it cool inside the spot, I caught a bitch in the lobby
That's why we, I played it cool in the spot, man, I don't gotta do too much
Get it together, Swerve, you know, back, up
We never care when niggas dance, that's why we probably never peaked
I'm going up, we probably never get to meet
She not a freak, she probably never get with me
I'm a G, they gotta pay me like a G
Just to come through, just to turn up
Only sliding if me and Swerve could burn up
Pack the stew like a spliff, we gon' turn up
It's like, homecoming, these three get a track
I'm up to bat, home running
Floating on these track, it's like a nigga foam running
These bitches can't touch me, same hoes that was frontin
Now days they can't fuck me, cause I be on the road a lot
And time costs way too much, bitches throwing pussy
Used to tell me, ni you play too much
Couldn't get a minute, now they tryna stay a day with us
Hating niggas mad, I bet they wanna do away with us
Got it out the mud, I really went and made a name for us
Hating ass niggas, bet they wanna do away with us
Got it out the mud, I really made a name for us
So I swear, we never cared what niggas did
That's why we probably never peaked
I'm going up, we probably never get to meet
She not a freak, she probably never get with me
I'm a G, they gotta pay me like a G
I'm having million dollar dreams, let's turn them to reality
We painting pictures in the booth, tryna make a gallery
In a week, we spend you weak niggas' salaries
They wanna burn me like a trainer burn calories
But these lanes can't take me out, like a bitch you can't hit
Ain't no bitch I can't get, in my city, that's a fact
Put my city on the map, that's a stamp, drop the pen
Put your money on the gang, I swear to God, we gon' win
Put your money on the gang, I swear to God, we gon' win

Written by:
Nigel Ribeiro

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