Grande Marshall - ADORE lyrics

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 f** 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 f**ing known divas Oh she so cla**y, I treat her like a lady But oh she so nasty, she f** me like I'm paying I had to hit her with it I want mami to tell her friends n***as buying b**hes 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 f** a language barrier Hopping in the water if it's 18karats in Dropping off orders do you need help carrying Talk that sh** 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 b**hes telling me to be nice Nothing to me It's the hustle It's the grind And no no you can't match mine f** 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 p**y 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 f** 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 sh** 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