[2wo 1ne]
Ever wrote a verse while you're speedin in the Benz?
Blessin out the blessin, now you're envied by your peers
Well, picture me ridin, young chocolate and vibing
Power is in my mind, so why not just put it in writing?
I show them they can't deny it
Attention, they gotta buy it
Callin' my hot lines, my boys get em excited
Potent with spoken words, I get all those snaps
You'll forever ride under me, this that fire dog rap
My people are on the rise, city is on my side
Lyrically prune the stooges, I'm cutting em down the size
My chick belong in the pageant, the flyest that's in my bracket
No, I ain't into sharing, but boy I will let you have it
The topic of discussion, I probably should work construction
Cause every wall I'm in, I dismantle without instructions
The style off the chain like the bike slipped
Cause the only time I'm playing's when I take trips
Chorus:
Yeah, look, look, look
Let me be the first to say that we got this
And when they need something to talk about and we the topic
But we ain't worried about the other side, no!
Can't be compared to them other guys!
We gon' make it in America
No justice, it's just us!
[PhlyyB(?)]
Boy I got it like a handyman
I could be cool in the middle of the summer hoppin out the back of a family van
Bottom of my lid green, my hat back on my sneaker head
My shades is pitch black, and my Johnny Bravo beacon head
Standing on this platform with bone Jeremy Scott's on
And the yo, here we goes, there we go, here goes another platform!
Two in one, who is son? I always get it done!
Every track is read wrong, backwards rule of thumb
I ain't givin my number out, cause I know that I ain't gon' answer
But why is somebody so crazy?
This Friday she ain't no dancer
Face to face is better, so I get it when I see it
But I see that way too often
Won't remember, but nice to meet you
I'm a problem on my own, I'm reckless on the feature
My single is a smash, my mixtape is a seizure!
And I'm blood thirsty, and PhlyyB just as eager
With a vice grip on this game, he don't want to be in this sleeper
All my money, baby, if you want it from me
Go work the pole like a dancer, not supposed to be in the country
Only here for the night, this attraction
You couldn't fight it, if your life depended on it
I can introduce you to life!
Chorus: [2wo 1ne]
Look, look, look, look
Let me be the first to say that we got this
And when they need something to talk about and we the topic
But we ain't worried about the other side, no!
Can't be compared to them other guys!
We gon' make it in America
No justice, it's just us!