Magno - Just to Get By lyrics

(*talking*) Uh Magno, the Rookie of the Year coming soon Collection Plate baby, holla [Magno] I get by, with a G a week In other words, I get a G to speak And put words together, vault open come and serve the cheddar That's all, for putting verbs together I'm slick with the ladies, Mag' never hang where them gay's be Watch me freestyle, from the known where my ways be I love rap, cash flow is great Won't be long till I build, the Magno Estates And pull up in a Lac, chrome with dayt's That's plural, I turn all my flows into murals On the wall somewhere, n***as stay watching my ice My rocks, bigger than Monopoly dice You cop it once, then I'm copping it twice You jocking my life, I'ma hog the mic homeboy till my broccoli's right Y'all broke still, me I'm never grumpy Cause my pockets stay lumpy, like bad Oatmeal n***as think I'm going pop, like a firecracker Don't make me get out of character, like retired actors I spit the throwdest bars, only floss the coldest cars Dick stay between lips, like soda straws [Hook] I spit flows, just to get by When I grab the mic, you know I spit fly Feeling my high's, and my low's I spit flows, and get do' I do shows come back, and stack grands I show love, to all of my fans Never turn Hollywood, cause I learned That God could take back, everything I earned Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Feeling my high's, and my low's I spit flows, and get do' I do shows come back, and stack grands I show love, to all of my fans Never turn Hollywood, cause I learned That God could take back, everything I earned Just to get by [Magno] I keep your dame phony smiling She hoping I'ma give her my foot long weener, like James Tony Island Magno, bound to be that name Sony signing Prolly next June, you gon be her ex soon Cause she after the green, she love my flow Even though I'm complicated, like Aviril Levine But uh, that's out of the question If a n***a talk down, I'm throwing bullets straight out of the Wesson f** y'all I tuck y'all, like a back of a shirt f** around and find yourself, in the back of a hearse I'll make a hospital trip, start clapping your nurse That's my style you don't like me, I'm attacking you first My crib got golden gates, like San Francisco Magno the kid, that got more cookies than Nabisco Ice on my pinky, is the reason that my fist glow My sick flow, is the reason Magno flip do' Do I trick no, but I give the chicks dick no They love to give me head, but they never get licked low Cause I make hoes faint When I pull up in that deuce and a quarter, fresh Macco paint, I get by (*talking*) Uh yeah, Magno ya heard It's the Rookie of the Year, uh Back on the block with it Straight spitting mayn, no chorus Taking it right back to hip-hop baby This how we do it, uh Banging greens feel with it, licking green East Cashmore Garden, got fam over there baby Acres Home, 5th Ward what's up Uh, putting it down, Magno ya heard, holla