Lyrics Against The World – D Sturdy ft. Fivio Foreign
Day at the damn night, at the night, gotta move right
Anyway, I be rockin’ my ice
Playin’ games, yeah, you better think twice
Game time, n**ga be hatin’, tryna take mine
Came with a busty, that’s date-time, I’m up all night, I really grind
I get a bag, I get these bands, ’cause I really run it up
Lost a lot of n**gas in the field, so I gotta keep it tucked
I was down on my own, had to get my money up
You was up, then you lost it all, lil’ n**ga, tough luck
Anythin’ I say, I stand on, Mike Amiri, that’s the pants, nah
Got a deal, put my mans on, pop my s**t, yeah, in every song
You, Never even heard of y’all, me, Probably gonna murder y’all
Try me, you won’t get that off, boom, fire, try burn it off
Take this s**t to another level, chain big, that’s some heavy metal
Foreign, they next, startin’ Len out the pedal
I remember them days, when you n**gas federal
Get with me, bulletproof truck when I move through the city
Rockin’ all my chains, you know when them hitters is with me
I was down last year, n**ga up, and you know he ’bout to ball
Ball, like Kobe in his prime, take it over, here’s my time
Get with me, bulletproof truck when I move through the city
Rockin’ all my chains, you know when them hitters is with me
I was down last year, n**ga up, and you know he ’bout to ball
Ball, like Kobe in his prime, take it over, here’s my time
Day at the damn night, at the night, gotta move right
Anyway, I be rockin’ my ice, playin’ games, yeah, you better think twice
I was down on my luck, I know the hate, ’cause I’m up
Huh
Get off of my ‘Gram, stop mindin’ my s**t
You wanna go live I drill ’em on Twitch
N**gas not opps, the n**gas all kids
The n**gas not tough, the n**gas all b**ch
I put ’em on songs, I give ’em all hits
I put ’em on plays, I make ’em all rich
Three or four Ho*s, I make ’em all kiss
I see an opp, I shoot it to a click
You better leave, ‘fore he rob you
You better watch who you lie to
Came in the spot with a lil’ uzi
N**ga, I wanna rock too
I see ’em, they copyin’ my moves
You wanna be litty, I got you
I ain’t runnin’ from bullets, I’m not you
You ain’t shoot the lil’ n**gas who shot you
I’m from the city, I’m comin’ to Philly
Tell the club I need a hundred-and-fifty
Got a gun in here, I brung it in with me
Don’t search my b**ch, ’cause it’s under her titty
I see them n**gas, I gotta get busy
I’m off a Perc’, so I’m hot and I’m dizzy
But I’m on point, ’cause they plottin’ to get me
Boy, D got the gun, and he rockin’ it with me
Get with me, bulletproof truck when I move through the city
Rockin’ all my chains, you know when them hitters is with me
I was down last year, n**ga up, and you know he ’bout to ball
Ball, like Kobe in his prime, take it over, here’s my time
Day at the damn night, at the night, gotta move right
Anyway, I be rockin’ my ice, playin’ games, yeah, you better think twice
I was down on my luck, I know the hate, ’cause I’m up, woah
When you hear that sound, oh, boy, oh, boy, right now
Oh, boy, oh, boy, right now, ah, ah, right now
When you hear that sound, oh, boy, oh, boy, right now
Oh, boy, oh, boy, right now, ah, ah, right now…
➤ Written by Soudyce Diallo, Eric Meredith, Jordan Holt-May, Maxie Lee Ryles III (Fivio Foreign)
Produced by Jumbo Sounds
D Sturdy | Fivio Foreign | 2023
