Lyrics On My Feet - T.Y.

On My Feet

I’m tryna get on my feet, I’m a real baby gangsta
And if you stop my come up then I’m gon' have to bang ya
I’m tryna get on my feet nigga
Fuck all that playin' you gotta feel me
It’s hard for a young black man they wanna hate ya
They wanna see you down
But when you get on yo' shit then they be all on yo' dick
Niggas hope I get sent, but I ain’t goin' like that
I learned the rules to the game before I got in this shit
You can’t relate get out my face 'fore I go dumb in this bitch
Can’t even shine the way you wanna without being a lick
Woah, the only time the block moving slow
Is when a nigga gone paper chasing on the road
Now its safe to say that I did a hundred shows
Huh, I know for sure I played a thousand hoes
It’s a long long time from the ninety nine
And niggas still fucked up from Soulja Slim dyin'
Yea the good grind young, and that’s why I’m on mine
Ain’t with that hating shit, wanna see everybody shine
I’m tryna get on my feet, I’m a real baby gangsta
And if you stop my come up then I’m gon' have to bang ya
25 8, nigga I’m after the cake
I’m tryna fill my plate, clean it and do it again
Put respect on my name, motherfuck what you claim
And we be sending headshots if you go against the grain
Yea, get on yo' feet dog
And for whatever reason they hating on ya make sure that you don’t lose no
sleep dog
It’s still Jet Life and we still above y’all
I never hesitate when I see the plug call
And if the money right then I’m flyin' out tomorrow
I want a Rollie, Hublot and a Audemar
Pull up with my top missing
Want 'em thinking I’m selling drugs by the way I’m living
Look, I’m still figuring the keys to success
Tryna have like 8 zero’s on my check
Blood tears and sweat, I’m all in
Where I see myself in 2 years?
Ballin, shot callin'
I’m tryna get on my feet, I’m a real baby gangsta
And if you stop my come up then I’m gon' have to bang ya