Bounce

Lyrics

Look.... Im home grown bred and my oven hot, Im gettin home grown bread while the others not, about to bubble like dat double when it hit the pot, whip game proper like I own a luxury car lot, I hit the track running but no shoes though, a nigga grew up poor so I'm winnin' win or lose bro, never got to shine probably why I keep my jewels close, and mama my only friend so the rest of you fools foes, see people finicky, hate friends and love enemies the reason why I'm solo cuz i know I won't bring envy, I just wanna be heard fuck the dollars and the pennies, the prada and the fendi cuz real is really within me, yea, and bottles keep poppin' cuz Im puttin the pressure on, this king shit homie you niggas is just pawns, I got my swagger right bitch my shit dead on, and you know I kill the track and let the beat mourn. Is U (Is U) Ready (Ready) For (For) Me x4 BOUNCEx4 "Ya know I kill the track and let the beat mourn" x2 Eraticate and conversate later, Im the paper, If you aint where Im goin' then I dont wanna see ya later, these boys aint artists man they kinda sorta shaders, look Im headed up the later on my own elevator, got love for the haters I swear that they the greatest, the best promotion that I ever had without payment, If you aint talkin' money then homie dont say shit, the battle been won so the war'll be my next hit, Im takin' care of business, overhaul, hood nigga talk slick like motor oil, Im in the mix everyday gettin' money dog, and Im known to beat the pavement 'til the mortar raw. Is U (Is U) Ready (Ready) For (For) Me x4 BOUNCEx4 I would, I could, I should but Im not that nigga, I dont fight nor I dont cock back triggers, so if you push then shit im george bush on that combat nigga, Im a beast you a wombat nigga, and the streets'll co-sign that nigga, na watch me feast like Im that nigga, capiche' my nigga, my rhyming wont cease my nigga, I go beast on these beats my nigga, BOUNCE. Is U (Is U) Ready (Ready) For (For) Me x4 BOUNCEx4