Puffy L'z - Full Cirlce lyrics

[Verse 1: Jimmy Prime] I don't wanna make you feel the wave I keep my money secret I'ma take it to the grave 'Cause really I could drop out, like any given day And n***as could just hop out, and hit you with the K I wanna leave the world way better than I came [?] Yay, yay, yay, yay I been gettin' paid Full circle war ready, yeah we ready for the stage [Verse 2: Puffy L'z] Top Mali (Top 1, Top 1) Downtown General Full circle, no squares in our visual These other rappers, should be praying for a miracle Get money, f** b**hes, n***as know the ritual Save politics for politicians, y'all political 878 and Prime, never break the principle It's our time, we shine you could check the digital n***as say they outside, I guess these n***as fictional [Verse 3: Jay Whiss] My closet's like designer heaven Whiss been gettin' paper since he was 11 She keep on saying that she need me but she need a reverend Full circle's all that matters n***a yeah I said it You know this Benz gon' cost a lot I seen her finger, had a rock on it I still got some top in it My sneakers got a lock on it And I don't ever [?] You n***as had your time but we the, new ones [Verse 4: SAFE] 45 minutes in the Escalade She gon' run me top, watch it elevate And you know I always get it my way Drippin' we be sippin' on the highway Smokin' on that high grade [?] dangerous Why these n***as tryna hang with us? Why these b**hes tryna drink out my cup? Wherever I go, I'm f**in' sh** up I came with the plug [Verse 5: Donnie] Come in and I f** it up Baby girl double my cup Money money, feel like silly putty Only thing I chase is money, honey How much is you bringing home? I'm on the road with the chrome Chasing everyone that owes In the house, it was rough Livin' southside, up Gettin' money in my blood I could never give it up n***as know we got the [?] 'Cause my n***as want trust The circle's full, it's just us Full circle just us [Verse 6: Smoke Dawg] Full circle, full circle, full circle Tell me who could do it better I got your hoe under pressure And I'm flexin' like I'm a wrestler She want the Mona, the Lisa And i whip it up and get extra I whip that dope like I'm Dexter The fiends in love with the texture Broke boys, broke boys One call, get you wet up No noise, no noise Tell the opps, they need to catch up Grab the 40 out the dresser Block's off, get your rep up n***as know we the next up So come correct when you check us