Omito - The Plug lyrics

[Verse 1: TEAMTILIQUE] n***a fall out How many fake n***as do I gotta call out When everyone was telling me what I better do And I was too busy stacking up this revenue Real talk Time around I'm going all out With perseverance and patience Soon I'ma ball out Homicide all these lines I gotta chalk out f** n***as in my phone I gotta block out Still talk I'm the one with remedy I'm a make sure these n***as here remember me I feel like Pac in his prime when the pills in me Pray the lord k**ing off all of my enemies Real talk Top Shotta n***a check the roster Top Shotta k** off all impostas Can't stop us We some f**en mostas Black Sinatra It's a hell of an opera Sky diven That's a hell of a view Tilique That's a hell of a crew And if I ever fall or I hit the ground I just keep coming right back Back n***a If that's not motivation If I don't f**en make it Grab a 4,4 Quit my 9 to 5 And school all you n***as like this was columbine On the watch You running out of time Look ahead the bullsh** you'll find TEAMTILIQUE I stayed on the grind I'm dope if you ever wanna cross the line n***a [Hook: TEAMTILIQUE and John Lane] And a whole lot of d** I could sip something But I'm cool off the d** I could get something Ya I do got the plug n***as wanna talk But they never show love ya Show a young n***a love I'ma sip something But I'm cool off the d** I'ma get something Ya I do got the plug I'ma get something Shorty tell me what you want ya [Verse 2: John Lane] Pick you a poison We with them boys and we making that noise And the folks said we casing disturbance Police told me keep your hands on the wheel All that movement is making him nervous She at the service Praying for blacks Rap about a power surge its urgent We rap or take power back Tell me whats good yah yah Puttin on for my click Like a real n***a should yah yah I'm the man in the city Like ain't nothing new nah nah I'm the truth in the booth I ain't ever heared of you nah nah But I'll still murder yah yah We never shortage To stack up corporate immaculate choruses John you a genius Back when they thought I was Zenas Use to smoke weed with my lean That was upsurd Ain't no more slurin my words I'm more concerned with the turf Taking the world Find you a beautiful girl And give her everything she deserves Boy I'm a king I do not fear anything I'm not concerned with them tings I'm more impressed with a ring Phil or Coby for the team Boy what you heard Grade A I don't need a curb Wizard Kelly with the words Flip the script and get an oscar Know your roll or roll a chopper Face to face with the mon(Static) [Hook: TEAMTILIQUE and John Lane] And a whole lot of d** I could sip something But I'm cool off the d** I could get something Ya I do got the plug n***as wanna talk But they never show love ya Show a young n***a love I'ma sip something But I'm cool off the d** I'ma get something Ya I do got the plug I'ma get something Shorty tell me what you want ya [Outro]