News or Something (Explicit)

HARD FOR THE NEXT (Explicit) - Future

Lyrics by：Nayvadius Wilburn

Composed by：Nayvadius Wilburn

You know how we be rockin'

You heard

Bright light shining all bright on the Bentley

Whip the Cadillac panoramic no panties

Old school Chevy '55 granddaddy

Gotta throw some salt on it 'cause you know

I'm getting at it

Throw the fork on it then put it in traffic

Throw the sauce on it got it flying out of Dallas

Hope you didn't do it to yourself that's tragic

Hope you didn't throw away what we established

Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your family

The way a n***a look 'round here they'll back stab you

Word from your motherf**king brother young n***a

I just wanna see you happy I just wanna see you happy

Coming through the cut like a known Grim Reaper

'Bout to get it straight finessed tryna get a little cheaper

Hold on to that clip like a doped up needle

Girl hang on that strip with a four Desert Eagle

Nothing but a bad little b***h in some red bottoms

And where ya mans at Heard that the Feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex it'll take your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday

Tell them young n***as grind

'Fore you gon' knock someone down

If they gon' shoot then shoot something

We better hear 'bout this s**t on the news or something

We better hear 'bout this s**t on the news or something

Man down over yonder

Young came through holding on the cane like a drummer

They done took a boss out n***a no wonder

N***as getting crossed out n***a no wonder

Hoes getting X'd out and we on ***

The police wanna talk but we won't say nothing

True to these clips n***as won't say nothing

N***as true to these clips n***as won't say nothing

Had the Parkay jumping out the Pyrex

High definition glass on my pinky finger

N***as swimming in the water no paddle

N***as tryna walk in my shadow

Bought a bird on the bezel I'm a well known rebel

Told a young n***a Freeband Roc-A-Fella

Told a young n***a Freeband Roc-A-Fella

You can turn this off and I can kick it acapella

We work the frontstreet where mama said

Don't go we went there

Trap house embalmed with that crack then we went there

Shawty don't f**k with these folks

These n***as be telling these days be telling these days

Nothing but a bad little b***h in some red bottoms

And where ya mans at heard that the Feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex it'll take your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like the Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday

Tell them young n***as grind

'Fore you gon' knock someone down

If they gon' shoot then shoot something

We better hear 'bout this s**t on the news or something

We better hear 'bout this s**t on the news or something

Man down over yonder

Young came through holding on the cane like a drummer

They done took a boss out n***a no wonder

N***as getting crossed out n***a no wonder

Hoes getting X'd out and we on ***

The police wanna talk but we won't say nothing

True to these clips n***as won't say nothing

N***as true to these clips n***as won't say nothing

N***as true to these clips n***as won't say nothing

Nothing but a bad little b***h in some red bottoms

And where ya mans at heard that the Feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex it'll take your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like the Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday