Adore

[Bout Nothing]

[Verse 1]
The over and under
They want you over and under
Put us as under
Brodie I promise you no one
Daze of thunder
Filling the tank with Sunoco
Genuine parts
All in my motor
What is your motive
We do this everyday
Case you was wondering
Case you thought that you was on it
Show my opponent
ITSPULLUP

Stuck to mine when n***as didn't
Fuck the time it took I knew I get it
Knew I make it
You know what I'm made of
Got what it took
Even if I had to take it
Talk to The Lord
Try to play by The Book
Want it so bad
To this I'm dedicated
Big wheels keep turning
Proud Mary keep burning
28x10's on the road to the riches
Ain't no more going back broke
It's no more going
Counting up right now please don't break my focus 100
2,3,4,5
When we run it up it's the whole 9 n***a
[Outro]
It ain't bout nothing
Nothing but that money
It ain't bout nothing
You n***as so funny
It look like we worried
It ain't bout nothing
[Repeat x2]


[Adore]

[Verse 1]
60 days flipping
A 100k dreaming
1000 ways to get it
Tell me how ya living
Everyday in the mix
Gotta have discipline
N***as know my tempo
N***as ain't spinning me
Never been no hoe
Ain't never been no fraud
Bring them old hundreds back
When them boys wanna stunt hard
Smoking ghetty green blowing off steam
Colors one of a kind on the car of your dreams
Gear shift wheel skrrt
Lane switch lane merge
Switch bribs call dibs
Drop pins on ya turf
Papa touch cash that's a must have
For them days bad know I must spazz
Boys plot and envy I ain't friendly either
A stoned creature fucking known divas
Oh she so classy, I treat her like a lady
But oh she so nasty, she fuck me like I'm paying
I had to hit her with it
I want mami to tell her friends
N***as buying bitches
Just something I won't understand
Rather play my position
Owning over renting
Limes to a lemon
It's just different
My movements respected
6 inches in trenches
Dolo on that block and won't be no stain
Solo full of drop n***a sipping clean
Follow the smoke ya wanna find me
You can be as bool, as you want with us
But if you ain't gang then I'mma treat ya different
Without the fame it wouldn't be different
Without the name I wouldn't be different
Shopping cross borders like fuck a language barrier
Hopping in the water if it's 18karats in
Dropping off orders do you need help carrying
Talk that shit koz I earned the clearances
B23M ME UP

[Hook]
Real n***as be on point game tight
(x4)

[Verse 2]
It ain't nothing to me
With or without
I'm balling hard
The only way that I know how
It ain't nothing to me
Loud pipes big rims
Big blocks drop tops my lifestyle
It ain't nothing to me
Maybe gold maybe ice
Flexing on em bitches telling me to be nice
Nothing to me
It's the hustle
It's the grind
And no no you can't match mine
Fuck whatcha claim if I don't
Whatcha saying if you won't
Whatcha bout you ain't the only one
We riding in advance
When pussy n***as hiding hands
Like we ain't all grown men
Runnin down on em
Like what now on em
Turnt to 10 on em
And then go band on em
Bring your men
Bring your kin
I'll blend on ya
In any hood
On any block
I might plus clout
I might check rock
I might plus count
Ladies twocking
Steady jocking
Koz my medley's rocking
Confetti dropping
Bet a hundred
Fuck it shoot a thousand
VIN numbers
PIN numbers
Big money
Call a lawyer
Street fame got my name booming
Been that n***a since the Sixers played at First Union
Talk my shit and I make it look good
Young real n***as yeah he keep it way hood
ITSPULLUP
[Outro]
Real n***as be on point game tight