Stay In Your Lane lyrics

[Chorus: Mak]
Me and my n*ggas in the same game
They all tryin to do their own thing
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
It's the F game

[Verse 1: Jae Millz]
I'm floating in the G, bumpin BIG
A nobody to somebody kill you when they feel you
When hollows take away your tomorrows
And then they willed you
Through your hood one last time
But they can't feel you
sh*t crazy on the block
Guns giving head to n*ggas
He can't get his license yet
But he don't check it
Don't nobody care about that rep you got
f*ck that respect you got
n*ggas X the spot
May God bless your soul, peace sign
And God bless your goal, 'cause I needs mine
Swerving on these clown ass n*ggas
Old brandy I wanna beat down and stick us
You don't wanna see my youngings AR spit
He keeps shooting even when he miss like JR Smith
True New York fashion, horse shoe, yankee fitty
True New York fashion... what it is n*gga
[Chorus: Mak]
Me and my n*ggas in the same game
They all tryin to do their own thing
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
It's the F game

[Verse 2: GP]
Lord bless me on this road to success
While I bypass these hates in the cherry corvette
With a bad diva got her rollin off my sets
And hail it to the days when a n*gga used to stress
And now I laugh 'cause we all got next
What I want for me I want for them
It ain't no contest
f*ck making threats everything's a promise
Have you soaring in the sky without a f*cking harness
F1 gang don't worry about minds
Money all across the borders and we get it from different grinds
This summer is gonna be different slump
Presidential rollie on my wrist so the ace could blind
Any f*ck boy that be on that f*ck sh*t
That bird n*gga could get plucked quick
Right off the face off the earth cross casket
His mama won't see him leave this earth
[Chorus: Mak]
Me and my n*ggas in the same game
They all tryin to do their own thing
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
It's the F game

[Verse 3: T-real
]
I'm in the fast lane sour 62 a cane
Ridin old school I'm in the 4.6 race
Bad dane educate me give me mean brain
Your style terry cloth from butter soft we not the same
You talk money but really broke I'm getting change
Serially on blood diamonds all in the chain
Shower possy jamaican shooters who let it bang
Hussle all night, the vamp life without the fangs
Potent in apartment that sh*t you smoking it's not the same
I shop at any markets, designer fit my frame
At the round table I see your seat's reserved for lames
I sit with bosses we talk how we gon lock the game
Ya gorillas but in the clips will make 'em tame
That birdy sh*t I get Mozart to pop the thing
f*ck boys stay in your lane
You watch me do me I'm doing major things
[Chorus: Mak]
Me and my n*ggas in the same game
They all tryin to do their own thing
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Now you over n*gga
Stay in your lane
Me and my n*ggas bought the chain things
It's the F game