Yeah Yeah (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie, 50 Cent & Murda Beatz)

Yeah

Don

M-M-M-Murda

It's been some time, but it's worth the wait

These other niggas tryna perpetrate

Spreading money out in my circle and make it circulate

They got the nerve to say that I'm forgetting 'bout niggas

But niggas forgetting the favors I couldn't get out of niggas

We had to work for this plan to hit

I see him looking sideways

So I parked on the curb to put a slant in it

Nothing ever handed, we got on 'cause we commanded it

They know who the winners, the decision is unanimous

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working

I could make a melody like: Yeah, yeah

We just turning up, what you really want?

They tryna tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go bad, yeah

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around, let me hear you say: Yeah, yeah

Stay ten toes down, I'm really focused

Look who I rolled with

Same damn gang as last year

I you didn't notice, niggas talk shit on some ho shit

'Til they hear that thing go blaam, yeah

Subliminal posting, yeah, they roast shit, they joking

Until we pull up to the scene like: Yeah, yeah

Everywhere we go now, they feeling cautious, they worried

I can make it so you can't come back, yeah

I think we should stop the make-believing

I be so damn fly without a reason

I made 65 over the weekend

I bring my whole gang to every event

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working

I could make a melody like: Yeah, yeah

We just turning up, what you really want?

They tryna tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go bad, yeah

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around, let me hear you say: Yeah, yeah

We come from the city that's never sleep

Stay on point or get hit up for no reason

My young niggas hurt them, they meant to murk 'em

They putting work in

Have 'em bring it to you like, yeah, yeah

If that's what you want, you can get it too

Have 'em get at you

Pull up with that blicky like, yeah, yeah

Southside to Highbridge, the live shit

Padded in Balmain, we out here on some fly shit

Different pedigree, yeah I'm from a different regime

On your ass, feel like I'm half man, half machine

When I say they don't want the smoke, they know just what I mean

I had they whole block take off, call it a scene

Yeah, we on that same bullshit, Sun up to Sun down

Nigga pop out and get popped tryna run down

Go 'head, get popped tryna run down

Think a nigga bluffing, fuck around and get gunned down

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working

I could make a melody like: Yeah, yeah

We just turning up, what you really want?

They tryna tell us that we can't go back there

Don't tell me you love me, show me the money

Where I'm from, love can't go bad, yeah

Don't you feel alone, I go through it too

Now turn around, let me hear you say: Yeah, yeah