Paroles de ULT In The Lobby (feat. J.K. The Reaper & Deniro Farrar)

ULT, nigga! Ultimately Liberated Together! We're not fuckin' around out here! Keepin' the foot on the gas! Old gas, new brakes! All y'all niggas that thought you was doin' something, you're wrong! Don't let your mama lie to you! This the type of shit you can't kill! This is every day, 24/7! Rogue kemosabe, choppin', do karate Bitch we get it poppin', we don't do no talkin' We don't do no sleepin', beat him till he sleepy Worldstar the beating if he say we beefin' All my niggas hit licks, rockin' masks like they trick or treatin' Tell 'em peeps that it's U Season (U Season) Bitch niggas just can't relate or come around my tribe either Four women in a two-seater, they tacked in on U ether Say they only want pipe action, they'll fuck on the U vita Beat that pussy for the fuck of it while you're at home thinkin' you need her Police pull me over, I can see they lights I ain't worried bout it cause I know my rights I ain't finna run, I'mma stay and fight Nigga been a soldier all my life Scarred up, see all my stripes Rappers sellin' they soul for the money Manifested this, you can't take it from me Hundred niggas in the lobby going dummy (ULT! ULT! ULT! ULT!) And a nigga been a soldier all my life Scarred up, see all my stripes (ULT! ULT! ULT! ULT!) And I manifested this, you can't take it from me Hundred niggas in the lobby going dummy Double vested, take your sights out of adolescence I'm from Carolina, where the network I make an hour drive just to send a message like I'm textin' bitches But them catfishes got me feelin' different Fuck niggas got me feelin' different In another dimension, I'm rollin' off vices I feel like I'm not from this earth, yeah Suicidal, vital, fuck your idol, I don't know what I did to be birthed But I'm here in this bitch, I put a spear in this bitch You niggas are spirited shit, that's why I'm more spirit in this Family waitin' on me, brothers waitin' on me, niggas hatin' on me Bitches waitin' on me but they won't fuck on the low, yeah Cops plottin' on me, Ross signin' on me, niggas gon' fuck up the flow, yeah Tryna spot like a hot spot, when the wrong spot get gone, yeah New crib like a morgue, dead bodies like a funeral home I don't know what to know, I don't know what the fuck All of you niggas beyond, yeah (ULT! ULT! ULT! ULT!) And a nigga been a soldier all my life Scarred up, see all my stripes (ULT! ULT! ULT! ULT!) And I manifested this, you can't take it from me Hundred niggas in the lobby going dummy