Lyric Com n Yo Direction
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[Lil Wyte]
Lil Wyte s the name - their ain t a day pass
That I ain t in trouble, this changes the game
And turns a summer sault to a double
They hatin me now - I vapped out and they gon feel my rumble
But it is all gravy - I m running and ain t bouta stumble
Backoff a few years and you will find some crooked decisions
I managed them clear and did not let them break down my vision
That s all I don t need - somebody try na stop what I m givin
But there s just too many hoes out there to give one bitch my pimpin
I m bringin ya Memphis - I just joined the white rapper convention
Back in the day - I blazed my hay and dreamed about recognition
But I done made it, they hate it
I love it, becuz of DJ Paul and Juicy J - I got so far from above it
Pushin and shovin they don t know of that I m posted on a regular
Good ole boy from around the way - might be small but don t test me brah
Question brah, listen brah, yes thats what I m stressin brah
Yes thats me in your hood, 2-doo Cutlass - what I m flexin brah
[Chorus: Lil Wyte]
Jus the good ole boys - hangin out geddin high
Jus the good ole boys - watchin cops ridin by
Jus the good ole boys - sittin round drinkin beer
Jus the good ole boys - we was the clique the haters feared
Jus the good ole boys - never really wanted blow
Jus the good ole boys - was overloaded on that dro
Jus the good ole boys - 2 doo Cutlass what we flexin
Jus the good ole boys - if you in the road you better move we comin yo direction
[Lil Wyte]
Don t let yo window catch a cloud - I m as high as you
I know you wish this song would keep on bumpin through a pound or .2
But it s all good - it s gonna go off - like everything that goes up comes down
I make sounds come out my mouf - then put now snawls to make em melt
Watch me guarantee the game - nothing but some fucking pain
Put cyanide in cyringes and inject it in they veins
Threw up on the league the hardest music Memphis seen in a while
Hit me quick wit Triple 6 and then let out +Mystic Style+
I was hook and good ole boys like me was catching the vibe
I survive - I strive now look at me - I m all in the sky
Keep in mind, I was the one overlooked alla the times
Deep inside, I thought that I was the one never would rise
Here I am, I m spittin it out and bringin it too ya taday
Ain t no gangsta, just a Bay, area represento wit something to say
So if you want me come get me - y kno where I m at
I m prolly there right now, but there s no way good ole boy
Like me go out without my Crown now
[Chorus]
[Lil Wyte]
It s like this, good ole boys - I don t get what they can out this game
Whether we are, down in our slums or we on top of this thang
Cuz I ve got, some real ones rollin with me down for the cause
Even if the, situation get sticky they ain t bouta pause
So I must, watch over my fleet and lead em all inta victory
Mystery how did I get here, all the rest is just history
Liberty is what I m seekin to get away from misery
Mess with me - you ll be fucked up
Cause I ll let out inner energy
Never was a problem child - always kept up with the game
The slang, and somehow everyone in the hood knew my name
It ain t my fault it made me, too be something that you ain t
It is my fault I m doing, something that y kno you cant
Man I remember gettin drunk, drinkin my self unda the flo
Reminiscin of throwing up - makin love to the camode
I did my dirt, didn t I get caught and still serf birds in the end
But that s all right cuz All I need s my little girl and my pen
[Chorus]
[Lil Wyte]
Lil Wyte s the name - their ain t a day pass
That I ain t in trouble, this changes the game
And turns a summer sault to a double
They hatin me now - I vapped out and they gon feel my rumble
But it is all gravy - I m running and ain t bouta stumble
Backoff a few years and you will find some crooked decisions
I managed them clear and did not let them break down my vision
That s all I don t need - somebody try na stop what I m givin
But there s just too many hoes out there to give one bitch my pimpin
I m bringin ya Memphis - I just joined the white rapper convention
Back in the day - I blazed my hay and dreamed about recognition
But I done made it, they hate it
I love it, becuz of DJ Paul and Juicy J - I got so far from above it
Pushin and shovin they don t know of that I m posted on a regular
Good ole boy from around the way - might be small but don t test me brah
Question brah, listen brah, yes thats what I m stressin brah
Yes thats me in your hood, 2-doo Cutlass - what I m flexin brah
[Chorus: Lil Wyte]
Jus the good ole boys - hangin out geddin high
Jus the good ole boys - watchin cops ridin by
Jus the good ole boys - sittin round drinkin beer
Jus the good ole boys - we was the clique the haters feared
Jus the good ole boys - never really wanted blow
Jus the good ole boys - was overloaded on that dro
Jus the good ole boys - 2 doo Cutlass what we flexin
Jus the good ole boys - if you in the road you better move we comin yo direction
[Lil Wyte]
Don t let yo window catch a cloud - I m as high as you
I know you wish this song would keep on bumpin through a pound or .2
But it s all good - it s gonna go off - like everything that goes up comes down
I make sounds come out my mouf - then put now snawls to make em melt
Watch me guarantee the game - nothing but some fucking pain
Put cyanide in cyringes and inject it in they veins
Threw up on the league the hardest music Memphis seen in a while
Hit me quick wit Triple 6 and then let out +Mystic Style+
I was hook and good ole boys like me was catching the vibe
I survive - I strive now look at me - I m all in the sky
Keep in mind, I was the one overlooked alla the times
Deep inside, I thought that I was the one never would rise
Here I am, I m spittin it out and bringin it too ya taday
Ain t no gangsta, just a Bay, area represento wit something to say
So if you want me come get me - y kno where I m at
I m prolly there right now, but there s no way good ole boy
Like me go out without my Crown now
[Chorus]
[Lil Wyte]
It s like this, good ole boys - I don t get what they can out this game
Whether we are, down in our slums or we on top of this thang
Cuz I ve got, some real ones rollin with me down for the cause
Even if the, situation get sticky they ain t bouta pause
So I must, watch over my fleet and lead em all inta victory
Mystery how did I get here, all the rest is just history
Liberty is what I m seekin to get away from misery
Mess with me - you ll be fucked up
Cause I ll let out inner energy
Never was a problem child - always kept up with the game
The slang, and somehow everyone in the hood knew my name
It ain t my fault it made me, too be something that you ain t
It is my fault I m doing, something that y kno you cant
Man I remember gettin drunk, drinkin my self unda the flo
Reminiscin of throwing up - makin love to the camode
I did my dirt, didn t I get caught and still serf birds in the end
But that s all right cuz All I need s my little girl and my pen
[Chorus]
