Lil Wyte - Com'n Yo Direction lyrics

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Lil' Wyte's the name - their ain't a day pass

That I ain't in trouble, this changes the game

And turns a summer sault to a double

They hatin' me now - I vapped out and they gon' feel my rumble

But it is all gravy - I'm running and ain't 'bouta stumble

Backoff a few years and you will find some crooked decisions

I managed them clear and did not let them break down my vision

That's all I don't need - somebody try'na stop what I'm givin'

But there's just too many hoes out there to give one bitch my pimpin'

I'm bringin' ya Memphis - I just joined the white rapper convention

Back in the day - I blazed my hay and dreamed about recognition

But I done made it, they hate it

I love it, becuz of DJ Paul and Juicy J - I got so far from above it

Pushin' and shovin' they don't know of that I'm posted on a regular

Good 'ole boy from around the way - might be small but don't test me brah

Question brah, listen brah, yes thats what I'm stressin' brah

Yes thats me in your hood, 2-doo' Cutlass - what I'm flexin' brah

Jus' the good 'ole boys - hangin' out geddin' high

Jus' the good 'ole boys - watchin' cops ridin' by

Jus' the good 'ole boys - sittin' round drinkin' beer

Jus' the good 'ole boys - we was the clique the haters feared

Jus' the good 'ole boys - never really wanted blow

Jus' the good 'ole boys - was overloaded on that dro

Jus' the good 'ole boys - 2 doo' Cutlass what we flexin'

Jus' the good 'ole boys - if you in the road you better move we comin' yo direction

Don't let yo window catch a cloud - I'm as high as you

I know you wish this song would keep on bumpin' through a pound or .2

But it's all good - it's gonna go off - like everything that goes up comes down

I make sounds come out my mouf - then put now snawls to make 'em melt

Watch me guarantee the game - nothing but some fucking pain

Put cyanide in cyringes and inject it in they veins

Threw up on the league the hardest music Memphis seen in a while

Hit me quick wit' Triple 6 and then let out +Mystic Style+

I was hook and good 'ole boys like me was catching the vibe

I survive - I strive now look at me - I'm all in the sky

Keep in mind, I was the one overlooked alla the times

Deep inside, I thought that I was the one never would rise

Here I am, I'm spittin' it out and bringin' it too ya taday

Ain't no gangsta, just a Bay, area represento wit' something to say

So if you want me come get me - y'kno where I'm at

I'm prolly there right now, but there's no way good 'ole boy

Like me go out without my Crown now

It's like this, good 'ole boys - I don't get what they can out this game

Whether we are, down in our slums or we on top of this thang

Cuz I've got, some real ones rollin' with me down for the cause

Even if the, situation get sticky they ain't 'bouta pause

So I must, watch over my fleet and lead em all inta victory

Mystery how did I get here, all the rest is just history

Liberty is what I'm seekin' to get away from misery

Mess with me - you'll be fucked up

Cause I'll let out inner energy

Never was a problem child - always kept up with the game

The slang, and somehow everyone in the hood knew my name

It ain't my fault it made me, too be something that you ain't

It is my fault I'm doing, something that y'kno you cant

Man I remember gettin' drunk, drinkin' my self unda the flo'

Reminiscin' of throwing up - makin' love to the camode

I did my dirt, didn't I get caught and still serf' birds in the end

But that's all right cuz All I need's my little girl and my pen