Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Yeah, I'ma ride or die
But you know there's no surprise
Don't hit me to socialize
I'ma come scoop you like Oval Time
Pass me the dang
I'ma smoke while I ride to the bank
I know exactly who I gotta thank
My crew deep like sharks in a tank
What you thinking?
All these rappers is Abraham Wynn linking
I'm the boy like Tyka
On screen like Wendell White
Music is my canvas
My gold chain dance like Paris
I'm sure you think you have it
I know you feel me when I say
Hold up
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Now who's hot, who's not?
Tell me who rock, who sell out the shows
You tell me who flop, who top
What you got, this shoebox slang
Yeah, they're selling their souls
Yeah, this for the record
I'm selling these folks a finesse
We playing chess, never checkers
Been popping some deca
Did it again, little teca
We gonna do this forever, forever, ever
Forever, ever, forever, ever
Yeah, when we enter your town
You can tell they're looking
Cause the heart is round
Twelve o'clock boys in your street
Popping wheelies and tall teams
Sirens ringing through your sleep
You know my team is royalty
Hold up
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
Ain't nobody got it like the crew
Maybe that's the reason why they lose
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