Slim Guerilla - Get Respect lyrics

[Verse 1: Amber London] Yeah Yeah b**h We not giving a f** Straight from the streets Get high, get high, get high, you stupid b**h ... Yeah yeah yeah yeah.... b**h I get respect you can tell by the neck With the all gold chain cause in the sun it reflect I'm with my n***as gettin' high cause we not giving a f** And if a f** n***a try then we lifting em up Got to be fly every day cause I can't stay low Off in these streets bringing that heat cause we get pay roll Everywhere I go they know my mothaf**in name But I'm screaming f** fame, just hand me them thangs Ain't nothing changed I stay true to the game This rap sh** soft, but who can I blame? See all these n***as lame they the same I'm just saying Because I keep it real and get respect where I'm staying You n***as know b**h I ride slow cause I ain't in no hurry I'm bumpin' off in these streets b**h n***a I know you heard me As I creep around the corner Blowing marijuana I thank god that I'm free and I can do what I wanna I get respect [Verse 2: Slim Guerilla] Now let me tell you something a little about me, b**h I was never a lame n***a or a ho, trick Gotta get that cash man at any f**ing mean Black money, f** the world Know that be the damn team Why these n***as always wanna hate on a young n***a? Tryna do my thang in my lane n***a tryna get bigger f** what a n***a say Imma get my f**in pay Always out there on the grind every motherf**ing day Your b**h call my phone but I ain't got the f**ing time Always tryna bump a n***a Tryna f**in take his grind n***a f** all that sh** I gotta get mine Gotta get the paper and you know that this is my time [?] Ain't playing no games n***a f** you n***a stay in your f**ing lane n***a always causing pain Turning into turning lanes [?] cause it's where I live mane