Shake Hands
Lyrics
You come out at night
I don't see you that often, often
Yeah
I did push ups on that bitch
Broken mirror on my hip
I need all the luck I can
I get all the love they can't
Yeah
I think it's fixed, uh
I get high, I get paid to fly
And you get high and pay the rent
I supply in high demand
And you supply what you can get
I don't mind the broken ties
I know they pat me my respect
Shawty caught me in a lie but she won't catch me until I'm dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Yeah
Smoove, he need a Grammy
I don't believe that you wrote it
I mix a cup tilts golden
I stay afloat through the motions
You think you hot, you the coldest
I'll be the one who'll show em
I know they spirit is broken
I just get high to record it
And show these boys what the difference is
I don't know what they business is
They don't know what they business is
I got some many businesses
I took so many business trips
Start to add up with the milage
I got a car I don't drive it
I just get high with the pilot
Yeah, yeah
Shawty you know you gone try it
Yeah you know you gone try it
We was just talking in private
You know I'm perfect with timing
You know it's all in alignment
You know they saw they trials
You know you talk with the rivals
You know I'm keen with survival
Hit with the bowl and I take it out
Feelings I get I just take em out
As real as it gets there's no faking now
Yeah, yeah
All the dogs finally breaking out
Ain't nobody gotta shake it down
Ain't nobody shaking my hands
Ain't nobody giving no advance
Ain't nobody who can call us friends
Ain't no pussy worth the overtime
Cause that shit add up in the end
Yeah, yeah
Cause that shit add up in the end
I told em dog give me ten
I got a verse to leave em dead
Cause they would come for me instead
I gotta beat em to the bullet
Gotta find a reason I should get up out they head
And leave it all in the lead
They gone try me instead
They gone try me instead
Ain't no pussy worth the overtime
Cause that shit add up in the end
Yeah
Yeah
They be like Smoove, wait
Hold up that's the wave
Aye, wait
Let me stop that's my mistake
Let me stop digging they graves
Let me stop hearing my name
Let me come down from the clouds
Let me tuck in some of them chains
I got questions for them boys
Cause they been talking something strange
They releasing on my dates
Their label doesn't have a name
Half they reps don't have a voice
So they don't drop shit we could play
It's all played out like a game
And they took me to drop the blame
Yeah, yeah
It's really nothing you could think
Nothing
Nothing, nothing
I got back to back awards
I came back up from a corpse
You should get back and run the course
That's why they run around the course
The blue see me on the curb
I told em see you boys in court
I went back and pressed record
I know them boys will never show up
I get on the beat and just throw up
I got Nari here he hot the pour up
And the family here we gotta go
Bitch I'm here baby, I don't grow up
Yeah, yeah
And all that talking, you should just shut up
Bitch Faso here on the come up
Got a laser piece if you run up
Yeah, yeah
Got a laser piece if you run up
Yeah
You come out at night
I don't see you that often, often
Yeah
I did push ups on that bitch
Broken mirror on my hip
I need all the luck I can
I get all the love they can't
Yeah
I think it's fixed, uh
I get high, I get paid to fly
And you get high and pay the rent
I supply in high demand
And you supply what you can get
I don't mind the broken ties
I know they pat me my respect
Shawty caught me in a lie but she won't catch me until I'm dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Yeah
Smoove, he need a Grammy
I don't believe that you wrote it
I mix a cup tilts golden
I stay afloat through the motions
You think you hot, you the coldest
I'll be the one who'll show em
I know they spirit is broken
I just get high to record it
And show these boys what the difference is
I don't know what they business is
They don't know what they business is
I got some many businesses
I took so many business trips
Start to add up with the milage
I got a car I don't drive it
I just get high with the pilot
Yeah, yeah
Shawty you know you gone try it
Yeah you know you gone try it
We was just talking in private
You know I'm perfect with timing
You know it's all in alignment
You know they saw they trials
You know you talk with the rivals
You know I'm keen with survival
Hit with the bowl and I take it out
Feelings I get I just take em out
As real as it gets there's no faking now
Yeah, yeah
All the dogs finally breaking out
Ain't nobody gotta shake it down
Ain't nobody shaking my hands
Ain't nobody giving no advance
Ain't nobody who can call us friends
Ain't no pussy worth the overtime
Cause that shit add up in the end
Yeah, yeah
Cause that shit add up in the end
I told em dog give me ten
I got a verse to leave em dead
Cause they would come for me instead
I gotta beat em to the bullet
Gotta find a reason I should get up out they head
And leave it all in the lead
They gone try me instead
They gone try me instead
Ain't no pussy worth the overtime
Cause that shit add up in the end
Yeah
Yeah
They be like Smoove, wait
Hold up that's the wave
Aye, wait
Let me stop that's my mistake
Let me stop digging they graves
Let me stop hearing my name
Let me come down from the clouds
Let me tuck in some of them chains
I got questions for them boys
Cause they been talking something strange
They releasing on my dates
Their label doesn't have a name
Half they reps don't have a voice
So they don't drop shit we could play
It's all played out like a game
And they took me to drop the blame
Yeah, yeah
It's really nothing you could think
Nothing
Nothing, nothing
I got back to back awards
I came back up from a corpse
You should get back and run the course
That's why they run around the course
The blue see me on the curb
I told em see you boys in court
I went back and pressed record
I know them boys will never show up
I get on the beat and just throw up
I got Nari here he hot the pour up
And the family here we gotta go
Bitch I'm here baby, I don't grow up
Yeah, yeah
And all that talking, you should just shut up
Bitch Faso here on the come up
Got a laser piece if you run up
Yeah, yeah
Got a laser piece if you run up
Yeah
Writer(s): Gianni Fasoline
Copyright(s): Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid
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