Intro (One Foot In) lyrics

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Nines


[Intro: Speshill]
Nina with Speshill, ain't nuttin realer
Two 45s on the block, we some killers
Remy in my cup, smokin on killer
b*tches on the block so fly, lookin killer

[Verse 1: Nines]
Eatin' like a king, workin; like a slave
Inside the rave buyin' spades when I'm tryna save
Guess I'm doin well for a guy my age
And if I ever do a show, that's two 9s on stage
Feelin like the city's mine, every time I spit a line
F being rich alone, I wanna see my n*ggas shine
They callin' me a legend, I ain't even in my prime
Still runnin' through these hoes like a finish line
Smooth like lotions how I'm soundin' on these tracks
I love making music but I'm countin' on these packs, uh
All these boxed packets on the table
You wanna know why I'm still trappin? Because I ain't stable
We was pushin nice cars when we was young Gs
When I see them n*ggas pushin' cars, they need jump leads
Told Dundi roll up a next joint
I just put down another 50k, that's a checkpoint

[Hook: Speshill]
Nina with Speshill, ain't nuttin' realer
Two 45s on the block, we some killers
Remy in my cup, smokin' on killer
b*tches on the block so fly, lookin' killer
Nina with Speshill, ain't nuttin realer
Two 45s on the block, we some killers
Remy in my cup, smokin on killer
b*tches on the block so fly, lookin killer
[Verse 2: Nines]
If it ain't about money, then don't holla me
I remind all these n*ggas of what they wanna be
I hear them rappin about my life, but it's cool
Ask about me, I was sellin' 9 bars in school
n*ggas stressin' for respect, grinds restin on my neck
Bite the hand, n*ggas talkin bout finessin on their connect
Told my guy that I got bricks of cro'
He says he only buys Zs, I said "I got an O too" like the Indigo
Less P when I was a yute in the booky
Then I built an Empire like Lucious and Cookie
Movin keys of grey, so it ain't hard to tell
We get paid, probably be in jail if my solicitor was legal aid
Spend a n*gga stack on my Rollie
When I walk in Armani on Bond Street, the manager know me
And even though it's hard, I still walk around with sticks
And when I say free Keyz, I ain't talkin' bout bricks, uh

[Hook: Speshill]
Nina with Speshill, ain't nuttin realer
Two 45s on the block, we some killers
Remy in my cup, smokin' on killer
b*tches on the block so fly, lookin' killer
Nina with Speshill, ain't nuttin realer
Two 45s on the block, we some killers
Remy in my cup, smokin on killer
b*tches on the block so fly, lookin killer
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