PRICE and Cozz - ON GO
Yeah, I'm back with a vengeance, this time we need wealthThankful I don't wake up and question myself
Treat life like the crap table with my last
You know I'ma put a hundred on me
Did this verse no shirts 'til I got it down to a T, yeah
Made it off the field you couldn't walk in these cleats
Barely getting sleep means all in Manhattan beach
Went from watching Mase to me really speaking with Diddy
Fuck y'all pity there ain't no sleep in the city
Signed to Motown but still hustling like I'm indie
Got Cozz rollin' with me and Nana
My girl eatin wontons in the car playin' that Drake Sticky
Got that Lanvin stitching in my hoodie 'cause it's windy
Farakahn they wanna end me, the attacks but neverending
Niggas acting, give them Emmy's, I been stacking every penny
Run the money up, but never catch me runnin' the law
And if I thug with you you'll never catch me subbin' my dawgs, that's real
On go (no)
Sliding through the city on go (nah, never)
Sliding through the city on go (we ten toes down at all times)
Sliding through the city (ay, facts though)
Sliding through the city on go (nah, we never sleep)
Sliding through the city on go (we had first this)
Sliding through the city (West, West)
Sliding through the city on go (West, West)
Sliding through the city on go (yeah)
To this point I don't even know what rest is
When they talkin 'bout who the best is
I don't know who the rest is (fuck 'em)
Guess the kid's outta the loop
Focused on checkin' my check list
Not worried bout who is who (yeah)
Why you think you in line and I'm on the guest list?
I was young and reckless for the chicken, tryna to buy me a coup
Gun shots, drug deals, that was all that I viewed
I'm not a stranger to the game but I born in music
But I would use it as part of my muse, along on the way
I made an ass of myself, please pardon the mule
Yeah, all of my mistakes was just a spark to the fuse
You ain't real if what I'm talkin got you lost and confused, nigga
We ain't the same, boy, I'm cut from a newer cloth
No service I'm with your boo in Malibu for walks (facts)
She can't get up off me, she drinkin' coffee
But not me cause I'm the type that's up before the rooster talk
On go (no)
Sliding through the city on go (nah, never)
Sliding through the city on go (we ten toes down at all times)
Sliding through the city (ay, facts though)
Sliding through the city on go (nah, we never sleep)
Sliding through the city on go (we had first this)
Sliding through the city (West, West)
Sliding through the city on go (West, West)
Sliding through the city on go (yeah)
Yeah, real life
Some real West, West shit, you dig?
No sleep in the city
Cozz, what up?, Bas, what up?
Pour my drink for the niggas, yeah
City album on the way, let's get it
Written by:
Cody Osagie, Larry Jacks Jr, Mikel Jacks
Publisher:
Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
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