The Underachievers - Really Got It lyrics

[Verse 1: Issa Gold] All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really 'bout it All my n***as really winning, got these n***as sobbing If I pull up, then she popping See you n***as jocking, AK spittin' n***a ? He the Batman, I'm the Robin He lieutenant, I'm the sergeant Told me shoot 'em, then I got 'em Pop a n***a for the profit [Verse 2: AK] n***as can't bang with the coast Got ties for the locs, got pies for the low Shooters in the back, don't try with the bro Jet lag, drop a n***a different time zone Red pack grader, only came for the dough Try to trespa**, hear the press saying that you gone Now your mama hear the press saying that you gone Shoulda never went against Super Saiyan Gohan [Verse 3: Issa Gold] n***a elevated, sorry out your reach Keep my circle tight, avoid the frenemies n***a mind equipped, I call it referee Stomp a n***a like a f**ing centipede Out in Cali buying out dispensaries Smoke alone, a n***a never pa** the weed All my n***as really gunning for the cheese All my n***as really ready for the beef [Pre-Hook: AK] All my n***as be one with the inner Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing All of my n***as came up from the bottom And ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling All of my n***as are down for my n***as I ride for, I pull out a motherf**ing eye for My n***as gon' blow like a timer I promise I got ya'll I'm good with the cheese like some nachos [Hook: Issa Gold] All my n***as really got it, all my n***a really got it All my n***as really, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really [Verse 5: AK] Honest to d**h my squad the realest left Let the caterpillars move as one in every step Average n***as wasn't 'posed to be this fresh No average n***as in my circle or my set Type of n***a put in work in while you slept All my n***as put in work in, gotta Tek In the kitchen I'm the colonel, I'm the chef Introduce you to this high, no coming back [Verse 6: Issa Gold] Watch, I see the feds, they always watching But I keep on smoking, n***a never stopping Drinking Hennessy, a n***a remedy Mix that OG in the pot, that recipe Fly to Paris just to kick it for the week Walk through TSA, I bet they smell the tree f** it n***a, I just dodged a felony Smoking reefer 'til the father set me free [Pre-Hook: AK] All my n***as be one with the inner Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing All of my n***as came up from the bottom And they ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling All of my n***as are down for my n***as I ride for, I pull out a motherf**ing eye for My n***as gon' blow like a timer My promise, I got ya'll I'm good with the cheese like some nachos [Hook: Issa Gold] All my n***as really got it, all my n***a really got it All my n***as really, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really, all my n***as really got it All my n***as really got it, all my n***as really