Song: Supreme
Year: 2022
Viewed: 27 - Published at: a year ago

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1]
I'm solid til they end me to those who prove that they with me
My son never been out the city, I brought him with me (come on son)
Feel good seeing him pill pushin at 560 (he my son though)
Wish being solid and transparent was trendy
Maybe I try that on, official nggas gon add on (always)
Youngin slapboxin, yo fix ya feet cause you jab wrong (fix ya feet man)
Shorties hit the block, nggas switch the shit that they had on
No matter what, can't hide you're corny behind your fashion
Word, [?], I need it private
Open and sweet, no picture posting, I want it quiet
Eat the whole underground caues that's just a part of my diet (you know)
I don't fear no challengе, I see 'em and get excitеd
Uninspired, never, cause it feel like I got a slight vendetta
That I'm tryna weather to truly get my life together
Move and I won't bow, they say blessed child that could hold his own
But what about the ones who don't know how?
[Hook]
Go in and lay down, I see nothing between
If you lost half steppin, then you know what I mean
Play the sides with ya nggas, some new on the scene
Some rules go unsaid, gotta throw 'em a fiend
So go in and lay down, don't sleep on ya dream
The team gon make a break, you gotta know who you bring
I guard ya life like mine, [?] (bet that)
Just keep ten toes in and we gon make it supreme

[Verse 2]
Swerving through traffic, hearing strangers who shout "Da Cloth" (yo who that)
Late for a visit, my homie, he seven hours off
Thank Steve Jobs fam, he got his next drop
Got his bands up from selling phones in [?] (haha)
Worryin about suckers ain't something I put my mind through (never)
Twenty cars waitin and I'm servin 'em like a drive through (hurry up man)
For a [?] it ain't in me so stand beside you
Rather bust off six and give your temple the sky view
Uh, some know me for hoopin, playin at any spot (some)
Some from [?], was robbin nggas at [?] (robbin)
We thought we-a die young, bottled shit we could cry from
His mom smoke, he gunnin everybody she buy from (know that)
Shit got old, to keep her close and buy some
Cookie in the razor, pressin down with his right thumb
She gone, keep relapsing hittin a different corner
Ya heart gold, my ngga, for not quitting on her
[Hook]
Go in and lay down, I see nothing between
If you lost half steppin then you know what I mean
Play the sides with ya nggas, some new on the scene
Some rules go unsaid, gotta throw 'em a fiend
So go in and lay down, don't sleep on ya dream
The team gon make a break, you gotta know who you bring
I guard ya life like mine, [?] (bet that)
Just keep ten toes in and we gon make it supreme

( DJ Muggs x Rigz )
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