Aye
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Pockets on a chubby check I'm looking like I'm supersized
Smell the gas when I pass in the uber ride
Shoot a shot splash
Just like MJ in his prime
Do the dash, hit the gas, cuz I feel alive
I feel alive, bitch I'm booted up
I'm alright, I'm learning it the cut
F*ck em all, I think I've had enough
Got nowhere to run but I might just run it up, yeah
I been feeling stuck had to double up my cup
Doubled up my funds I been smoking just for fun
Triple up my digits if you with it grab a blunt
My diamonds they be hittin' when they in and out the sun, aye
Guess i'm up now, I don't give a f*ck now
She wanna f*ck now, see me scoring touchdowns
I don't trust now, all about the lust
Now I'm riding in a foreign but I used to take the bus down
I got bucks now, ballin' like the bucks now
Go and shut the club down every time I come around
Faded on a Saturday, drop the top off in the range
I might have her stay the night cuz she sweet like a candy cane
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Gage Moyers - Goin' Pro Lyrics
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Aye
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Pockets on a chubby check I'm looking like I'm supersized
Smell the gas when I pass in the uber ride
Shoot a shot splash
Just like MJ in his prime
Do the dash, hit the gas, cuz I feel alive
I feel alive, bitch I'm booted up
I'm alright, I'm learning it the cut
F*ck em all, I think I've had enough
Got nowhere to run but I might just run it up, yeah
I been feeling stuck had to double up my cup
Doubled up my funds I been smoking just for fun
Triple up my digits if you with it grab a blunt
My diamonds they be hittin' when they in and out the sun, aye
Guess i'm up now, I don't give a f*ck now
She wanna f*ck now, see me scoring touchdowns
I don't trust now, all about the lust
Now I'm riding in a foreign but I used to take the bus down
I got bucks now, ballin' like the bucks now
Go and shut the club down every time I come around
Faded on a Saturday, drop the top off in the range
I might have her stay the night cuz she sweet like a candy cane
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Pockets on a chubby check I'm looking like I'm supersized
Smell the gas when I pass in the uber ride
Shoot a shot splash
Just like MJ in his prime
Do the dash, hit the gas, cuz I feel alive
I feel alive, bitch I'm booted up
I'm alright, I'm learning it the cut
F*ck em all, I think I've had enough
Got nowhere to run but I might just run it up, yeah
I been feeling stuck had to double up my cup
Doubled up my funds I been smoking just for fun
Triple up my digits if you with it grab a blunt
My diamonds they be hittin' when they in and out the sun, aye
Guess i'm up now, I don't give a f*ck now
She wanna f*ck now, see me scoring touchdowns
I don't trust now, all about the lust
Now I'm riding in a foreign but I used to take the bus down
I got bucks now, ballin' like the bucks now
Go and shut the club down every time I come around
Faded on a Saturday, drop the top off in the range
I might have her stay the night cuz she sweet like a candy cane
Just give me a chance cuz I'm ready for the pros
If I see them bands then I'll do it on my own
She ain't want me then now she blowing up my phone
Well tell me what's changed cuz I don't really know
I might have to go ghost, go and cop a ghost
Let em all know that I'm staying ten toes
Boy you a roach, smoke em like a roach
High as a satellite, you cannot approach, yeah yeah
Writer: Gage Moyers
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