Gi Major - Anyway (feat. MC Jumanji) Lyrics

Y'all couldn't handle this anyway
Check my class, I'm a heavyweight
Check my stats, got plenty K's
O's as well, get plenty baked
Know them well seen plenty fakes
Hoes they tell you one thing...
Try to sell you on dreams...
But I don't f*ck wit em anyways
Check my Glass, it's a Henny day
Check my past, sold plenty weight
Gone too fast, but shit comes back
So I'm back to attack all you readymades
Yeah, pats on the back came plenty late
Yeah, pats on the back came plenty late
Now they ask for a track, every time I walk past
But I'm passin em fast like get away, getaway

Nah I don't really f*ck wit em anyway
Nah I don't want a buck from em anyway
Wouldn't wanna get stuck wit em anyway
When you see em pull up, homeboys get snuffed
While my money pile up, like plenty cake
Ask how I'm feeling, very great
Ask when my deal hit's any day

This ones a dead giveaway
Fake ones can catch these hands like any day
Fast with the footwork swing like heavyweights rah
Bruck up the tune like anyway
Why they keep calling my name
These lanes up here at the top there's plenty space
They wanna point blame
It's a shame and a myth, cuz I didn't f*ck with them at any rate
Who's gassing em up?
Tell em to jump up in any face, in any state
Spitting with the wrong one is dangerous
And you'll get mashed up anyway
If it comes to it and it's time to get gully
Me and AG gonna eat off any plate
Black panther may be fake
But I'm out here saving the day without any cape

Nah I don't really f*ck wit em anyway
Nah I don't want a buck from em anyway
Wouldn't wanna get stuck wit em anyway
When you see em pull up, homeboys get snuffed
While my money pile up, like plenty cake
Ask how I'm feeling, very great
Ask when my deal hit's any day

Whose gassin em up?
Question we ask when they flashy as f*ck
Got no cash, so they ask for a buck
Next time they come around bet they ask for nug

Then they wonder why I get nasty as f*ck
Cuz I don't see a rudeboy backing em up
Man has been a badman since bags been enough
Don't come to my ends without bags full of puff

Bags full of puff not passin' em up
Green in my dutch, its a basket of love
Catch me outside with a flask and a blunt
Gettin' sassy as f*ck while I'm passin' the buck

When I walk in better pass me a lung
I'm laughing and gassing and everyone's spun
Don't be a dickhead and try to ruin mans fun
Or for fun...you will get done like anyway

Nah I don't really f*ck wit em anyway
Nah I don't want a buck from em anyway
Wouldn't wanna get stuck wit em anyway
When you see em pull up, homeboys get snuffed
While my money pile up, like plenty cake
Ask how I'm feeling, very great
Ask when my deal hit's any day