Gla**es Malone - Listo (Ready) lyrics

[J Steez] "I, can't let it fly No Not as long as it needs Not as long as it keeps There's I, can't let it fly No Not as long as it needs Not as long as it keeps There's" --] Barbra Mason [Verse 1: Young Brown (40 Glocc in background)] Breathe easy Life is a gift, homie, believe me See, I'm a wrap/rap it up and pa** it on through this J Steez beat They said I been asleep But I got vision and hunger And musically, I could see eye-to-eye with Stevie Wonder I do it for my people Follow me with a faith of a Hebrew Look, listen, it's (???) rappin' is deeper I'm running game, making dough, build my f**ing cake And you running out of breath like you want a shake Make way, I'm chiselling haters off me Hustle my way to the top Make 'em bounce to the heart beat Hook up the 40, homie, pa** me the pistol, the pisto Yeah, you ready holmes? (Yeah, yeah, I'm listo) Only one way I can go from here, it ain't down And there's nothing that I really fear, I'm Young Brown Perfectin' myself and I'm repin' brown, I'm So. Cal And you ask me why I take a while, I'm ready now Chorus: Singer I, can't let 'em down, no Not as long as it needs (Yeah, yeah) Not as long as it keeps (There's) I, can't let 'em down, no Not as long as it needs (Yeah, yeah) Not as long as it keeps (There's) [Verse 2: 40 Glocc] All my life All I wanted was some Money in my pocket And food in my stomach Thinkin' any problem, I done just 'bout done it Made a living out of robbin' n***as, spur of the moment I put my faith in my pen to get me out of the hood When I die, I let my kids know I did what I could Escapin' the pen, got me knocking on wood All the money in the world could take my love from the hood Drinking vodka til I hurl, keep me feeling good When times get bad, it'd help to get me a push I got the coast (The coast) On both of my shoulders (Both of them) Hoping if I die, I don't go unnoticed I'm fully focused, asleep with my eyes open When I think of getting caught I'm a go out like a soldier I got plans (Got plans) And won't be dead for a moment I'm a make the best of it and watch time pa** over Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Gla**es Malone] Been a long road before the boy caught fire Lot of stop signs, caught a lot of flat tires Lot of hearts broke cause a lot of chicks flip A lot of dope made, man, a lot of stakes stick Raised by the son, like a seed in the Earth Seen plenty homies shot, left, bleed in the dirt Free, made it through, some leaving in herre Since n***as wanna head, they give me G's for a verse A life full of pain in exchange for cake Doubt what I'm about, I rearrange your face Doubt what I'm about, I squeezed the two My minds need help, gotta please the j**el Must sell units, make cheese for doing If I don't (Clack, clack) I'm a need your j**els So when the tough get goin', the tough get to it To sell a couple dollars, n***as come with break fluid Repeat Chorus