Training Day lyrics

Hook (2x)
All my n*ggas really with it
Training day for you n*ggas
Grindin all of September
Just to ball in the winter
I'm Denzel pull the trigger
They pray that I don't get no bigger
I'm the rap game's menace
I'm the rap games menace

(Verse)
I'm the rap games menace
Living life without a limit
Everything so exquisite
Yeah it's training day for you n*ggas and
The flow so messy when kick it
The gorillas in the field blitzing
Yeah we seen you n*ggas comin from a far when you hit the line of scrimmage
You n*ggas do it for the b*tches
My n*ggas in it for the dough
My n*ggas in it till the end until you bury us in the floor
We keepin all the family close
I know you did for the show
You ain't gotta tell me bout ya fake sh*t n*gga I already know
Yeah we in the building and we hittin ceilings
Real n*ggas gon get the victory
I'll be damned if I don't touch a million
All you n*ggas need pads in ya feelings
I'm in my zone you can't f*ck with me I
And if you do then you stuck with me
n*ggas talkin bout dime b*tches they come with 1 I'm pullin up with three
Never gave a f*ck about the competition
I bury em all inside my composition
They lyin when they say they ain't have no pot to p*ss in
Young n*ggas plotting on a mission
(Hook)
All my n*ggas really with it
Training day for you n*ggas
Grindin all of September
Just to ball in the winter
I'm Denzel pull the trigger
They pray that I don't get no bigger
I'm the rap game's menace
I'm the rap games menace

(Verse 2)
They pray that I don't get no bigger
Stupid n*ggas yeah I know it
Rollin in the whip it's tented now a n*gga feelin like the POTUS
I need all my C's to be noted
All the homies know the code is
Never switch up on the fam n*gga we don't give a f*ck about ya motives
You rappers sweeter than a lotus
I ain't never been the one for boastin
Ive been the one to get to the money grindin while I'm sippin potions
You n*ggas lookin over shoulders
And my mind gettin older
I ain't trippin off these b*tches but they call me Casanova
I'm over this sh*t mentally
Real n*ggas is what they pretend to be but want sympathy
Don't expect no handshakes from me you the enemy
My n*ggas don't need nicotine
All we know is get the green
Whip is clean
Latin b*tch with horchata mixed with Hennessy
Lips is mean and she get hot quick a real temper thing
And she tell me "Vince it's the simple things "
Baby I ain't listening
Just count this cash and hit this green
(Hook)
All my n*ggas really with it
Training day for you n*ggas
Grindin all of September
Just to ball in the winter
I'm Denzel pull the trigger
They pray that I don't get no bigger
I'm the rap game's menace
I'm the rap games menace