Stay In Ur Lane - Wiz Khalifa

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These dudes better stay in they lanes

And keep they brains on the right track

Now you got a check that you can’t cash

And you let your mouth write that

We ain’t playing, man, the shit get real

Talk slick, get your life snatched

And don’t rest, better guard ya grill

That’s how it is, cause it’s like that

Yeah, I move blocks to rude pops and dude drops

I’m too hot;

mix J, Big, and 2Pac

So move not, I’m way big and dude shot

Your crew watch, I’m hot bitch and you not

I’m not a fake, not a

Nigga that’ll pop shit about my cake, holla

Make dollars

But you perp, and you make nada

Not a man, not a cent, ho I stay propa

Fake scholar, they can let the tre 8's holla

And punk nigga, play dumb, get your face swallowed

You not a hustler, dogg

You don’t know what a half a brick means

In rap, you’ll get ate, like half of sixteen

I’ll bash your team, dang I’m sickening

I’m dope, plus coke that’ll smash your trip beam, man

Before them boys come and lump your face

With all that tough talkin', pump your brakes

Ease back shorty

These dudes better stay in they lanes

And keep they brains on the right track

Now you got a check that you can’t cash

And you let you mouth write that

We ain’t playin, man, the shit get real

Talk slick, get your life snatched

And don’t rest, better guard you grill

That’s how it is, cause it’s like that

Uh, your rhyming’s a waste can

I mean that it’s basic, look

The Nin' to your face

It’ll eat through your face, and then

I breeze through the place

No heat on my waist, but still

Will eat through your face

With knees at his face and grill

I’m on the move now, high price, big places

Leave a nigga like them hunneds, with the big face, and

Niggas try to act bad in them rare cases

Til that metal’s in they mouth, like a pair of braces

Big bro talk slick up in them fake lines

Same time, he just another fruit up in the grapevine

You see I laugh, clock math, cause I take time

And you trash, bust ass than a waistline

And don’t test, cause dude you’ll be losing your breath

Got respect like I’m moving a Tec

And I advise you and your crew be doing your best

Try and get your mind right, or we’ll be moving it left

Nigga

These dudes better stay in they lanes

And keep they brains on the right track

Now you got a check that you can’t cash

And you let your mouth write that

We ain’t playing, man, the shit get real

Talk slick, get your life snatched

And don’t rest, better guard your grill

That’s how it is, cause it’s like that

You see it’s rare that a nigga say he ball

And really got dough

Rare that he say he push coke

And really got blow

Common that he claiming that he thug

But he not though

And when do a nigga say he spit

And really got flow?

I ain’t playing around

Not a gangster

But if you cross mine, I’ll be laying 'em down

And you talk about poppin' your heat

But when the beef’s on the real OG’s

Will come and rock you to sleep

Coward

In my advice you should think twice

Before you cross the path of a real nigga, live the street life

Who pull cards, and they reach for they heat, right

And you’ll get smoked, like the trees in the peace pipe

Man, they put you in the dirt here

You steady throwin' up the set

But you ain’t never put in work there

So all that talk about the gang you bang

Just stay in your lane

Before a shot lay in your frame

These dudes better stay in they lanes

And keep they brains on the right track

Now you got a check that you can’t cash

And you let your mouth write that

We ain’t playing, man, the shit get real

Talk slick, get your life snatched

And don’t rest, better guard your grill

That’s how it is, cause it’s like that