Tony Shhnow & 10kDunkin - LIMBO lyrics

[Intro: 10kDunkin] Yeah, young ni**a, you know I got it (JBand$) They keep asking me like what RP's & Plan B's you mean? I'm just like, sh*t, it's just some' you gotta know, you know what I'm saying? (Hoodrich Keem, yeah I'm thinking about signing that guy) Yeah, [?] it ain't really [?] it's all I could, you know what I'm saying? Ain't no door handles on the Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hoodrich) [Chorus: 10kDunkin] Ain't no door handles on the foreign I live every day like I ain't gon' wake up in the morning They used to sleep on me, I heard them snoring They used to sleep, I was up 'cause I know where I'm going The streets called, I keep that fire', I ain't going Some ni**as switched, they fu*ked up and they know it I hop on the beat, then start flowing When you hop in the streets, all your opps start blowing These hoes be choosing, they know we chosen And we ball like DeMar DeRozan Racks on me, all these bands I'm holding Pull it out 'cause my pockets swollen Pop at a ni**a and he get low like limbo Pull up in that all black, tint on my windows These ni**as 12 for real, Mr. Winslow I ain't worried about 'em 'cause these ni**as been hoes [Verse: Tony Shhnow & 10KDunkin] I knew you wouldn't stick if the funds get low I ride with that nine 'cause ni**as ain't ten toes Still with the same ni**as, tryna stand on our own Check on me [?] stripper wanna do something Glock, it hold a fifty if you ni**as wanna prove something Glock, it hold a fifty, if you play, then you gon' lose something I can't fall out about no feelings that don't bring money I stayed down, kept it one hundred I smell that work, I get on it You got your hands out but to me that don't mean nothing Can't make time for the things that you wanted Get up off your ass, see it, get on it Yeah, I'm in that foreign, she wanna get in Nobody gotta know, they can't see through this tint I don't like taking L's so I learned how to win Put a ni**a in the air, now he gone with the wind He said he did this and that, I be like when? I don't need new friends, you ain't put nothing in You ain't put nothing in, you get nothing I'm not trusting, I don't know that ni**a, I don't trust him This sh*t nothing, all these racks ain't nothing Keep them bands and some sticks, this sh*t percussion [Chorus: 10kDunkin] Ain't no door handles on the foreign I live every day like I ain't gon' wake up in the morning They used to sleep on me, I heard them snoring They used to sleep, I was up 'cause I know where I'm going The streets called, I keep that fire', I ain't going Some ni**as switched, they fu*ked up and they know it I hop on the beat, then start flowing When you hop in the streets, all your opps start blowing These hoes be choosing, they know we chosen And we ball like DeMar DeRozan Racks on me, all these bands I'm holding Pull it out 'cause my pockets swollen Pop at a ni**a and he get low like limbo Pull up in that all black, tint on my windows These ni**as 12 for real, Mr. Winslow I ain't worried about 'em 'cause these ni**as been hoes [Outro] (Hoodrich b*tch) (Hoodrich Keem, yeah I'm thinking about signing that guy)