Walk Remix

Intro:

I just cooked this shit up too

[Verse 1: Young Ma]

They was tryna' get me

They was tryna' get me out

Like y'all don't know what I'm about

Y'all do it for the clout

The streets like, "where you at?"

I told niggas I'm en-route

I was working at the house, in the stu'

Sleepin' on the couch, tryna' figure out

What my next move is

Come move with the movement

I see through you old transparent niggas

Who you guys think you foolin'?

We bhillen' bhillen'

Pinky ring drippin' drippin'

My necklace is droolin'

Tre-pound got a buck

Park a nigga like amusement

No clowns over here

No haha, no amusement

Nah, nah, we ain't losin'

Y'all got us confused with them other niggas over there

Who 'dem? Who 'dem?

And I'm hoppin' out the Benz

Givenchy by the lens

I ain't come here for friends

I came here to make money, save money, then I spend

M.A, where you been

Don't you do that shit again

[Interlude]

You think I give a fuck what a hater gotta say about me?

That's exactly what they hate about me

They around me when the sun rise, when the sun shining

But where the fuck y'all was at when it was cloudy?

Fake niggas please get the hell from around me

I don't even know why these niggas is around me

That was the same niggas that doubt me

[Verse 2: Sal Houdini]

I ain't never with the bullshit

I ain't never with the frauds

The same girls going through things

Is the same ones that I want

Same niggas who keep hatin' on me

Never get what they want

They all here to see me ball

They should just call me the  "Baby Lebron"

23, 23, next year's 24

I'm a man been the man

The boy ain't the boy anymore

I just got off of a tour

Went and bought me a new car

These bitches love everything about me

They never used to pay attention before nah

Yeah, young nigga livin it

Yeah, don't you try to question it

I call up a couple gang niggas

If I'm wanted ? you wouldn't be leaving here right now

I need everything right here right now

Go get me that peng ting here right now

Please excuse me I'm a little tipsy

Man i'm gone up off that whisky

I might say things that are risky

I don't know

I'm in all white like I'm pushin' on that coke

Shout to all my Brooklyn niggas they already know

I don't take drugs I just sell em

If I wanna make a quick half a milly

I go do a show

I'll go get you some edibles

Girl you know that I don't smoke

I'm just trying to be credible

There's a lot of shit that you don't know

But shit girl you're the baddest

Said you already know

I'ma pull up to Detroit come see your shit

I might even propose

Can't get enough of the hoes

I be in ? with all of the spanish mommies that I gotta let go

For you yeah I gotta let go

I need to get it together

If I wanna be on your level and all

You're much higher spiritual

You know all the rituals

[Verse 3: Young MA]

Niggas like "where the hoes at?"

My bed is where the thots hide

Them lame niggas there

It's more poppin' here on my side

Fake niggas move left, real niggas move clockwise

Blew a check at the jeweler

'Cause I won't wear it nigga

If it's not mine

[Outro: Sal Houdini]

If you're worry bout where

I been or who I saw or

What club I went to with the homies

Baby don't worry you know that you got me

I'll never worry bout where

I'm at or who I saw or

What club I go to with the homies

Baby don't worry I know that they got me