Issue No 108 They Can T See Me Lyrics
They Can't See Me by Issue No. 108
Nigga, I wake up in the morning, roll a blunt and face it
Thank the Lord that a young nigga get to the paper
In this life of sin I don't see no haters
It's the life I live and y'all niggas is faking
Not even to Jason, I ain't never complacent
I won't never be basic, my mind be racing
I ain't never gonna catch it
Through your hood, nigga, rep it
Tell a fuck nigga get to stepping
My cuz got the weapon, you can get with it
Feet to your helmet, I don't gotta aim it
Feel me like bread, bitch, on my grind like I tail slit
Put a Xan' in my drink and I'm melted
Y'all know I don't fuck with a fake bitch
Flow tighter than a facelift
She get when the bass hit, I'm a legend in the making, nigga
I cut the safe and I bounce
Nigga, don't ever miscount so tell me the amount
You ever play this knowing the south
Them bodies go drop in the summer
Ain't no word of mouth, no snitching, no witness to vision
The killing diminished the talent
We keeping them balanced, who feeling deleted
I'm bringing some savage
Accepting your challenge, why do they think they is competing
We cause of the century, switch the delivery
Money ain't a sin but the Testament should consider the haters
Gonna just pretend to be players around the industry
Hunting the game and chasing the mula, king and queen, nigga, better believing me
Smoking this sticky leaf 'don't matter at all to me
Riding too slow to peep at the devil, who lurking here
Never gonna stop a thugga, I blow up and a nigga steam
Pop open a Corona, I burn the way I wanna
I blow the smoke right in your face and better not start a problem
I know they don't want the drama, the farmer, we got them llamas
Trigger release the 40, the sound of the blocka blocka
Why must he have a choppa? 'Cause he be the top shotter
Bagging and tagging and flop a nigga who oughta get dropped
Federals wanna stop 'em, addressing the wrong problem
Stacking and racking '
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Going in like an inmate, so many blunts that I intake
A young nigga, can't stand straight
But I'm focused, underground like a locust
Make a bad bitch running straight couching
This world is hopeless so I'm rolling up your bitch
You the world to my scoping, you go crazy
Satan has lately been trying to take me but I'll never fall
Been through it all, I'd probably be dead if it wasn't for God
I'd probably be on the block, pushing that hard
My dick in your broad, she in love with a god
I seen that, dog, yes, I seen it all
Money on my line so I pick up the call
Money on my line so I pick up the call
Peripheral niggas peeping, why is you homie hating
I see ' just take it, forsake it, really 'cause '
Got his bitch on my team and you know that ass is shaking
So fuck 'em and never rape 'em, they dancing like Channing Tatum
He screaming I gotta take 'em, questions I rely, you know this nigga got the paper
You know that I had to chase 'em 'so expect retaliation
And another gear on a nigga that is hating, the motive is the greatest
My niggas got their payments, hating and switching, that bitch got to shaking
These niggas can't see me 'cause I don't answer to the faking
Fucking the game, you can see the dollars that I'm raping
So watch a nigga make it, make it
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Thank the Lord that a young nigga get to the paper
In this life of sin I don't see no haters
It's the life I live and y'all niggas is faking
Not even to Jason, I ain't never complacent
I won't never be basic, my mind be racing
I ain't never gonna catch it
Through your hood, nigga, rep it
Tell a fuck nigga get to stepping
My cuz got the weapon, you can get with it
Feet to your helmet, I don't gotta aim it
Feel me like bread, bitch, on my grind like I tail slit
Put a Xan' in my drink and I'm melted
Y'all know I don't fuck with a fake bitch
Flow tighter than a facelift
She get when the bass hit, I'm a legend in the making, nigga
I cut the safe and I bounce
Nigga, don't ever miscount so tell me the amount
You ever play this knowing the south
Them bodies go drop in the summer
Ain't no word of mouth, no snitching, no witness to vision
The killing diminished the talent
We keeping them balanced, who feeling deleted
I'm bringing some savage
Accepting your challenge, why do they think they is competing
We cause of the century, switch the delivery
Money ain't a sin but the Testament should consider the haters
Gonna just pretend to be players around the industry
Hunting the game and chasing the mula, king and queen, nigga, better believing me
Smoking this sticky leaf 'don't matter at all to me
Riding too slow to peep at the devil, who lurking here
Never gonna stop a thugga, I blow up and a nigga steam
Pop open a Corona, I burn the way I wanna
I blow the smoke right in your face and better not start a problem
I know they don't want the drama, the farmer, we got them llamas
Trigger release the 40, the sound of the blocka blocka
Why must he have a choppa? 'Cause he be the top shotter
Bagging and tagging and flop a nigga who oughta get dropped
Federals wanna stop 'em, addressing the wrong problem
Stacking and racking '
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Going in like an inmate, so many blunts that I intake
A young nigga, can't stand straight
But I'm focused, underground like a locust
Make a bad bitch running straight couching
This world is hopeless so I'm rolling up your bitch
You the world to my scoping, you go crazy
Satan has lately been trying to take me but I'll never fall
Been through it all, I'd probably be dead if it wasn't for God
I'd probably be on the block, pushing that hard
My dick in your broad, she in love with a god
I seen that, dog, yes, I seen it all
Money on my line so I pick up the call
Money on my line so I pick up the call
Peripheral niggas peeping, why is you homie hating
I see ' just take it, forsake it, really 'cause '
Got his bitch on my team and you know that ass is shaking
So fuck 'em and never rape 'em, they dancing like Channing Tatum
He screaming I gotta take 'em, questions I rely, you know this nigga got the paper
You know that I had to chase 'em 'so expect retaliation
And another gear on a nigga that is hating, the motive is the greatest
My niggas got their payments, hating and switching, that bitch got to shaking
These niggas can't see me 'cause I don't answer to the faking
Fucking the game, you can see the dollars that I'm raping
So watch a nigga make it, make it
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
They can't see me, no
Man, I swear to fucking God y'all niggas can't see me
My niggas can't see me
This shit don't stop, now we grind till the sun beat
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive
Getting money is the motive