Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Within, artist - Azizi Gibson. Date of issue: 25.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Within |
| Sticky fingers, you ain’t tipping, so I’m gon' get my back up |
| Angry engine, five percenters on all crooked agendas |
| I’m just squinting, tryna see who the fuck up in my niggas |
| No more entry, we got real niggas over here, we chilling |
| You blinded by all the skin that you see on social media |
| Try to cry but then you realize you’re your own worst enemy |
| we all know why but they |
| We outta line 'cause ain’t nobody taking accountability |
| Uh, so fuck it, I’ma count up in this Bentley |
| Mmh, have some bitches with me, mmh, have the liquor in me |
| Gotta keep the piece beside me if they try to test me |
| Rather have it on me when they come arrest me |
| Ay, they say a nigga never learned his lesson |
| Nah, I’m just tryna ball to the last second |
| Dog, I’m tryna hold it down for my residents |
| And they ask, «Where you going, where you from, where you headed?» |
| I cross left and beat the full court press they had |
| Defenders everywhere but what’s to break a sweat |
| Never been 'bout the approach, it’s more about coming correct |
| That’s why I don’t fuck with many niggas, I’ma just bother myself |
| I used to take the long train, we had to upgrade |
| To spin wheels and clog links and eat a large steak |
| Doing events and small shares, was a long year |
| Nigga burned a hundred squares, ain’t even shed a whole tear, I been prepared |
| My parents raised me to be strong |
| When I ain’t belong I ride the storm until it meets the |
| I been trapping songs while these niggas cap along |
| no space in my tragic car to clash |
| Niggas getting classics off and standing tall, watching niggas crash and fall |
| Like Jack and the bean stalk |
| Tryna keep my racks tall and move like a asshole |
| Play the board and pass go, or stay alone and dodge smoke |
| Ah, so I’ma count up in this fucking Bentley singing |
| I ain’t had the liquor in me, ay |
| Gotta keep a piece beside me if they try to test me (I dare you) |
| I’d rather have it on me when they come arrest me |
| They say niggas never, ever learn they lessons |
| Nah, we just tryna ball to the last second |
| Dog, I’m just tryna hold it down |
| And they ask where you going, where you from, where you headed |
| Just like that nigga, ooh |
| Ah, just like that, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah |
| Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah |
| Ah-ah, ah |
| Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah |