Ian McDonald - 53 lyrics

[Ian McDonald] Yo no funny sh**.. not, not.. no funny sh** Even a couple weeks ago i was just where you were like It feel like the world closing on you You got a f**ing whole in your chest Ain't nobody in your corner Don't nobody understand but no funny sh** bro I understand cause i know exactly how that sh** feel bro Like You just gotta keep fighting my n***a Dont quit fighting Cause whatever nobody say Whatever feeling inside You just keep fighting my n***a Cause if you feel like that sh** is real my n***a Fight for it And if you keep beating in that sh** into her head my n***a Its gon' break down like the Berlin n***a You gon' be gucci n***a everything gon' be gucci Just keep fighting for your girl my n***a I'm here for you as much as you want my n***a because I wish someone was there like that for me So whatever you need my n***a, anything Just hit my line bro i got you Because i'll do anything to make sure my fam is happy my n***a [La Mique] Yeah Ian I got you, you my brother man [Ian McDonald] Squad gotta be gucci before I'm gucci [Verse - La Mique] Wish that you was out here with the boys wilding making noise Got me going crazy scrolling up and down our conversations just to hear your voice Don't think it's hard for God to pick a pois' To think he'd ever choose you that's just the weirdest choice But I'm guessing that he got a plan And So I understand He need you for a battle, show em that you man You made sure that no one was sad Your words alone was enough to carry the homies on your back like some shoulder pads You made my vision clearer standing in the mirror There ain't nothing that I'm scared of Ain't nobody blocking in my view And my camera helped me see you as the worlds next Lawrence Taylor Yeah but now you the Heaven Ray Lew Yeah and if you see my brother David Tell him I'm glad he made it He probably up there shooting hoops yeah cause that's his favorite I still hear the chants in my head We Still out here screaming yeah lamique Never on our knees we just laugh instead Pa** the bread Pa** the bread n***as broke Pa** the bread Sleep is for the rich and so I ain't going back to bed Ima keep on working till it's working for us Send this to the mustangs for the f**ing warm up Yeah, Summer time, on the couch, chilling at Vidal's Who'd've known you'd be the one up in the stars If trouble come my way I know that you would give a call Yeah but it ain't coming to me you said everything is Gucci for real [Ian McDonald] And Im probably not breaking it to you clear enough But like one day i will like Probably tomorrow when I'm sober and sh** but yo All i can tell you right now is just Fight for your girl cause thats your girl ! Feel me ? I don't care what nobody say They gon' tell you "forget about her, move on" NAH MY ni**a THATS YOUR GIRL ! YOU GON' FIGHT FOR HER ! But it gets better no funny sh** like Im not gonna tell you time is gon' make it heal Because n***as gon' tell you that f** sh** And I know exactly how you feel like 1 hour is like 1 year And Fight for it You gon' be gucci n***a everything gon be gucci ! [La Mique] This is what Ian would've wanted