Lailo - Resilient (feat. Uncle Murda)

Yea
Don't never let these n*** try to play you out position man
Ugh
Don't never let them n*** try to
Play you off the streets you know
Just gotta keep hustling
You gonna persevere through it all
Real n*** can relate to that
We get inspired
We get motivated
Them other n*** always gonna hate
F*** em
I got this Rollie on my wrist and I wear it just to shine
They said I couldn't do it, but I did it on my time
Got it from the grind, started from the bottom
How the f*** they gonna hate, real n*** gone' relate
Always knew I'd be great, in and out of states
New Benz, paper plates
Shout out to the dealers
These new rappers is fiends, shout out to the dealers
I'm nothing like these boys, cuz I'm realer
I swear to God
I'm hearing all the whispering
Tell them n*** speak up
I bet you that energy ain't the same when we meet up
That's why I got my feet up
New crib, put the heat up
I promise you that thing still in an arms reach
For the day a coward breach, try to play me like I'm sweat
Cuz I'm young, fly, witty, and handsome
That n*** gonna speak to him
Them h*** creep through 'em
Ain't nobody 'round here paying no ransom
It ain't about how many times you get knocked down
It's how many times you get back up and keep pushing
We resilient
Huh
(Brooklyn!)
A true hustler gonna find a way to eat no matter what
(Hah)
Nobody can stop what we got going on
(You n*** know the vibes)
Whoa
Woo woo woo whoa!
A nickel bag sold, I want in or don't hug the block
Go 'head think I'm playing
F*** around get ur mother sh**
I don't trust broke n***
Them n*** always plotting
Hating and scheming on a n***
That got sh** popping
Run up on me, catch a head shot from the Desert Eagle
You got to show me your tough
Cuz telling me I might not believe you
U never met a rapper n*** like me before
Them rappers you been around is the real life CB4
You couldn't survive in no jail cuz you not built
I can see you telling police about n*** your man k***
Just to avoid doing 5 years, you would snitch
You can't fight, I'm not surprised
I knew you was a b***
N*** like you would get they whole gang locked up
N*** tuck their jewelry like I'm Deebo when I pop up
Started from the bottom, now I'm up n*** sh** changed
I'm on the top floor ain't gotta sell no more c****
Yea
What's understood don't got to be explained
Ugh
If it's a will, we gonna make a way
Yup
Can't stop the unstoppable
GMG Newbreed
Ugh (Whoa!)

Written by:
LAISHAWN LABORDE, LEONARD GRANT, TIM NAPPER

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