Testo Gassin It - Hunnit feat. Chel
Testo della canzone Gassin It (Hunnit feat. Chel), tratta dall'album Made, Vol. 17: Countin' Money
Off on a mission, I go, go, go
Move into a palace, the pallets on the floor
Used to not even have a pot I could piss in
Now I'm on bidets washing off after shitting
The very same way I be doing these beats
And green I want a grip like the Louis on his cleats
Came from the tundra with savs and the beast
Had to surpass going mad on the streets
Still school of hard knocks just to up a class
My brothers eating too so to whom should I brag?
Rather just thrash on my own so discreet
Grew up from them days I would spaz on the freaks
Got a new approach to supply and demand
The business is I and not for another man
So this year with it taking off I ain't kidding
Completing all goals crossing off competition
They stay gassin' it
I don't even know who to believe
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
You can have this, you can have that, better back back
They gassin' it
No if, ands, buts, or inbetweens
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
Yeah, they stay gassin'
They stay gassin'
The gas you can keep it
Lying like you mean it but really you got
A meaning behind the shit you telling me
Is it low-key jealousy?
Why you niggas so negative? I'ma catch a felony
I'm from the belly of the beast but still I feast
But still I climb, they still play blind, I'm still gon' shine
'Cause I'm something like a bad boy, a sad boy
That I'ma have to destroy a D-boy
I'm tryna make some rapping noise, I wrap you boys like presents
Looking down on peasants
I'm tryna make it to the hills, yeah, a different residence
I don't listen to the dream crushers
I do it for the pimps and the pushers
The ones that said they could've but they didn't
Nothing's ever given
Except that gas
They stay gassin' it
I don't even know who to believe
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
You can have this, you can have that, better back back
They gassin' it
No if, ands, buts, or inbetweens
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
Yeah, they stay gassin'
They stay gassin'
Haters know my drip, phony friends need a script
'Cause I can see the real and they can't act for shit
Leaping like hurdles, I don't know half stepping
The grind is so aggressive it's a fucking lethal weapon
Used to get crumbs, now I want the whole loaf
To blow it like it's hot out the oven with my folks
Standing in my leather chair, CEO attire
Crabs in the bucket hate to see me going higher
Run me my money, run me my win
Quit my last job and never going back again
Put it all out there, promise I would make it
Opportunity, if it call, gotta take it
Based on statistics I should've been a bunkie
Could've been in orange jumpsuits with certain junkies
Instead I'm out here taking off, I ain't kidding
Reaching our goals, crossing off competition
They stay gassin' it
I don't even know who to believe
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
You can have this, you can have that, better back back
They gassin' it
No if, ands, buts, or inbetweens
Yeah, they stay gassin' it
Yeah, they stay gassin'
They stay gassin'
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Wesley Hayman, Deddrionne W Morgan, Chelson Mechale Strong
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