Jay Whiss - Full Circle lyrics

[Intro: Jay Whiss + Smoke Dawg] Prime forever Ahoolay [Verse 1: Jimmy Prime] I don't wanna make you feel a way I keep my money secret, I'ma take it to the grave Cause really I could drop out like any given day n***as could just hop out and hit me with the K I wanna leave the world way better than I came Tryna see the better side but too much haters in the way Ya-yay-ya-yay I been gettin' paid Full Circle war ready, yeah we ready for the stage [Verse 2: Puffy L'z] Top 'Mali (Top 1 Top 1 Top 1), downtown general Full Circle, no squares in our visuals These other rappers should be prayin' for a miracle Get money, f** b**hes, n***as know the ritual Save politics for politicians, y'all political (Obama) 878 and Prime, never break the principle This is our time, we shine, you can check the digital n***as say they outside, I guess these n***as fictional [Verse 3: Jay Whiss] My closet's like designer heaven Whiss been gettin' paper since he was 11 She keep on sayin' that she need me but she need a reverend Full Circle's all that matters n***a, yeah I said it You know this Benzo cost a lot, I seen her finger had a rock on it I still got some top in it, my sneakers got a lock on it And I don't never clean 'em, I buy new ones You n***as had your time but we the, new ones [Verse 4: SAFE] Forty five minutes in the Escalade She gon' run me top, watch it elevate Baby know I always get it my way Drippin', we been sippin' on the high way Smoking on the high grade Full Circle yeah, we dangerous Why these n***as try to hang with us? Why these b**hes wanna drank out my cup Wherever I go I'm f**in' sh** up I came with a plug [Verse 5: Donnie] Come in and I f** it up Baby girl double my cup Muddy-muddy feel like Silly Putty Phony b**hes actin' buddy-buddy Only thing I chase is money honey How much is you bringin' home? I'm on the road with the chrome Chasin' everyone that owes In the house sh** was rough Flip it, sunny side up Gettin' money in my blood I can never give it up n***as know we got the touch It's my n***as who I trust The Circle's full, it's just us Full Circle just us [Verse 6: Smoke Dawg] Full Circle, Full Circle, Full Circle Tell me who can do it better? I got your hoe under pressure And I'm flexin' like I'm a wrestler She want the more not the lesser And I whip it up and get extra I whip that dope like I'm Dexter The fiends in love with the texture Broke boys, broke boys One call get you wet up No noise, no noise Told the ops "you need to catch up" Grab the .40 off the dresser Your block's soft, get your rep up n***as know we the next up So come correct when you check us