G’yeah lyrics

(*talking*)
G'eah mayn, this one here
For you n*ggas, always in a n*gga sh*t mayn
Always trying to peep, what a n*gga got
Me myself, I'm a man of few words
I don't say, too much sh*t
So that's why, I got that self explanatory sh*t
That sh*t that's just g'eah, speak for itself

[Yung Ro]
Ay when I spit they like g'eah mayn, that n*gga yeah mayn
He real he just spitting that whoa, I'm like g'eah mayn
Now look at here mayn, I really don't care mayn
Maybe cause down here mayn, we trill and let our g'eah hang
You can feel the blanks, if you peeping field of blanks
But if you ain't real you can't, you a shotgun but filled with blanks
You too eager son, ay take it easy son
Watch how I bring the bread home, get full just leave me one
Cause that's all I need, ay I'm a hustler poppy
Two steps ahead of you, I'll thank you plus your muscles sloppy
Maybe that's why Ro so c*cky, life is a hustle copy
Don't believe set a trend, watch how you hustlers copy
That's why I hustle properly, grind hard and clutch it softly
Cause you never know it could g'eah, now did you busters copy
Hold up shh hush he's c*cky, I mean Chamillionaire
I'm in my Nobody attire, he in Chamillion-wear
That's du-rags Air Forces, white T's di*kies
Ay let's wipe these rookies down, g'eah freeze pussies
I sell you game sell you dope, off of services
I sell a b*tch a dream, and have her offering services
Ahh fa sho it is, going down daddy's sure
Locked your girl like daddy's yours, how crunk with a fatty girl
She be getting mad at your boy, and I be like damn it girl
Confusion can't stand it girl, catch this back handers yeah
Don't let me lose you man, the mission's not to lose you man
Add flame with my movements man, body language move the hands
Look I got more expenses, grinding can't ignore the tension
Inside on life not 3D, more like a four dimension
Wait I got more just listen, it's nothing to score with b*tches
Let em get comfortable, you'll see their whore intentions
Throwback jersey no, that's a gimmick I'm authentic
Hat tilted back tilted, like g'eah g'eah g'eah
Rap switching style switch em, style switching so rap getting
Very interesting, competitive look I'll get ya
I'll hit ya like halls hit ya, praise you down crawl with ya
Then you know what's coming next, g'eah I'm like aww did ya
Hurt yourself, trying to run with them big ones
Cause we got them big guns, g'eah who wanna get some
I got a lot to give, a couple shots to give
Blocka-blocka g'eah, get off me got a lot to live
Thoed, ay Ro yo flows
G'eah I'm like g'eah, motherf*cker I know