Kick the Door Down

[Intro: Quavo]

All this time

All them niggas we done tried them

We done tried to warn 'em

All these other labels we done tried to warn 'em

All these fuck niggas we done tried to warn 'em

[Bridge: Quavo]

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

[Chorus: Quavo]

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

Better let us in or we gon' kick the door down

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Better let us in or we gon' kick this door down

Got heavy artillery, Glock 9’s, SK’s (What else? Hundred rounds!)

I’m lookin' around, I’m lining 'em up, yo artist is takin' the sound

The industry won't let us in, fuck it, kick the door down

I told 'em that day would come, now we on top

Look at them, watch how they run try to get they spot

They wanna be kin, they wanna be friends, they tryna get in

You think that day I don’t remember you? You don’t let us in

[Chorus: Quavo]

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

Better let us in or we gon' kick the door down

[Verse 2: Losie]

They ain’t wanna see a nigga in

We independent and we countin' Benjamins

The rap game got no friends

Nigga fight, nigga pretend

Nigga act like yo man

Nigga won’t even give you a hand

Nigga talk behind yo back

Won’t happen if you ain’t got a sack

This a true story real facts

Make the whole world roger that

And QC fuck ?

Hunned bands, watch them fat

We done ran up a check

In the rap game I sit back

[Verse 3: Jose Guapo]

All the hoes wasn't fuckin' with me back then

But all the bitches wanna fuck Young Guapo now

Ten promoters at my fuckin back end

Got a pint of lean whenever Guapo fly in town

Motherfuck the rap game and industry

The streets they taught me never show no sympathy

I swear I never thought I’d be on MTV

Them M&Ms the only thing that interest me

I know why they envy me

[Chorus: Quavo]

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

Better let us in or we gon' kick the door down

[Verse 4: Lil Duke]

Back then they wasn't fuckin' with me

Now they can’t get enough of me

Now the cameras out and they flashin'

Paparazzi takin' pictures

Young independent niggas ballin like the major league

I think they done caught a disease

I’m allergic to brokanese

Young nigga came from the bottom

To the top I had to grind

I was on the block fore the sunrise

So a young nigga like me had to shine

Came a long way from bustin' bands and servin' Ziploc

Solid foundation, QC the label

We hangin' above the label

[Chorus: Quavo]

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna let a nigga in

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

So we had to kick the door down

They ain’t wanna see a nigga win

Better let us in or we gon' kick the door down