22 Savage - Stealin Views lyrics

(Intro) Yea For my dogs ya know More Views Stealin Views Zeuz Verse 1 Yea New n***as sneakin i work alone And its Septembers very own My ting so bad to the bone To bad yall couldn't bone hmmm These days no release dates A gentle men when i meet dates If i take you out then i take you down You was doubtful but you naked now 22 got the dracoooo This ain't muh fukin Drake Doeeee left riri for a J-LO Settlements like J -COle Law suits Stealin views I'm 22 and im with 22 Jumpman jumpman in the street you was jump street 22 I'm with the wolves we moving packs Crossed N.o i ain't moving back So T.O I go T.i up in V live I don't do the math Yea yea yea Gota look out for my enemies I get a thrill of the jealousy I Make it look like theirs 10 of me Jeeze (Chorus) You bite my sound You sti'l my style You in the way can't see you now Don't speak on my name Don't steal my view view view views (22 skit) Verse 2 (22 Savage) Don't speak up on my name or you going get a f**ing head shot My brother bought a chopper and it got a f**ing red dot Out side with the 45 strapped up with that bull sh** n***a play games ima hit his a** with the full clip Extendo got that mutha f**ing mag He strapped up and in the back And we coming with that mother f**ing Stick Bird beeno with the sh**s He going crack you in your sh** Views from the mother f**ing bottom with that stick 30 sticks like a ladder b**h don't play with my gang And if a n***a playing me then im calling up my gang If you ever snatch my chain you going get one to the brain Me and my n***as we insane and we stay strapped with that stain And we steady smoking flames in the trap with the sticks I know n***as kicking doors I know n***as hitting licks I know n***as shipping bricks wrap it up and ship it off Burnt beeno got that hard lil dev got that soft In the trap we in the south everyday getting off them Ps n***a said he want them P's he can't get them for the cheap Cause we texing we don't know them And my n***as we be posted On that mother f**ing block like some mother f**ing rollers b**h we gang Yea Yea More Turn me up More Verse 3 (Zeuz) New girl is a center fold Ol girl from the western roads Bustin 100's out the envelope Six Super bowl got big Rings I put up bands on your head boy Prayer hands squad blessed boy No parodies no prototypes No group acts we the solo type Miami nights yea Yolo type The new OVO signee Don't need drake to co sign meee Once he hear bout me he going wonder why it took so dam long to find meee More records tour life Ya low life this more life Yea You mixing us up with n***as that Co write I got em I got em I never use Ghost lines You can see with your eyez No imitations Impersonations ahhhh (Outro) You tried You Tried To ride the wave