MELO - Gimme My Props

Gimme my props, aye
Gimme my props, aye
Bussin' down doors,
Breaking the locks
Set it in stone,
Grill with the rocks
Fuck all these haters,
Murder my opps


I been through it all,
Watching my life rise ’til it fall
Bullied at school until I got tall,
Made me believe I was no good at all
But look at me now, rocking the crowd,
My 2am Thoughts are known all around town
Went from the scapegoat they would hate most,
To the destined to win who they quote
Woah - bitch I be on one
Woah - in it for the long run
Counted me out 'fore I had begun lil pussy
You fucked with the wrong one
(Woah) my dick is a long gun
Your girl taking shots until dawn come
I’m either the GOAT or not far from
Overcome every obstacle bar none


Gimme my props, aye
Gimme my props, aye
Bussin' down doors,
Breaking the locks
Set it in stone,
Grill with the rocks
Fuck all these haters,
Murder my opps


Against all the odds I pop like this,
Me and my dawgs I started with
Losing the love and then gaining respect,
Man that’s just really a part of this
None of you round when I seeded my ground
Now hoes wanna act like they gardened with
Me, hard as shit, imma step back like I’m Harden, bitch
Imma travel and euro step back to my ex
Give her D in the zone cause her man ain’t a threat
Preparing my rocket for neck with the left
I explode at the rim like my name Russell West-
Brook, look at you shook
Lopez in the last name then I’m hooked
No test still I got brain no book
Spit flames like a stove top still I can’t cook (but I can though)
I be spitting all fire on the wax like a candle @yungmelo is the handle,
I sample, a little bit of Meek with the ammo like Rambo
Magic flow let it bloom like Orlando
This track go vroom vroom vroom like a Lambo
Used to hate the boy but I’m the mufuckin' man though
Man I ain’t got plans to stop until the opps screaming out “Goddamn” like I’m Daniel
Gimme my props, gimme my props
Stroke game A1, have you runnin' back like you forgot
You know where I came from, Sydney we reppin' the spot
Hustle a lot, living like Hank Gathers cause we ball ’til we drop
Looking for evil, looking for evil, don’t be surprised when you find it
Look at your people, you ain’t all equal, man, don’t try to deny it
Me I’m an eagle, soaring for steeples, saw that I wanted them but never needed
Seeing success they swear they believed it - fuck out my face it was me who achieved it, bitch


Gimme my props, aye
Gimme my props, aye
Bussin' down doors,
Breaking the locks
Set it in stone,
Grill with the rocks
Fuck all these haters,
Murder my opps

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