Lyrics Second Wind - Covaboy

Yea we aint letting nobody play big around this motherfucka

Italian cut suit, windsor knot in my tie
Niggas only dress for court or funerals when we die
They used to hate when you make it
And now they hate when you try.

Lil' homie went to the streets
His homie went to DevRy
They both stay right in the hood
It's 50 50 who die
Only the shooters got names
Them bullets don't when they fly

So can't no niggas stand around me
Aint no hanging out
Gotta move like Farrakhan
Or they a' plot you out
Niggas tryna' elevate
What you bangin' bout

I ran back to the Four
When I felt lost in the city
Nigga only Five Eight
But they look up like I'm titty

Two chains Two pots
He worked that shit like no biggy
I can ask em' was it worth it
When he finish his 60

Seen my nigga lose it all
Thought his blessings was comin'
And I'm still out here thuggin' baby
Like I'm special or somethin'

Feel like the big homie now
I can bless you wit' somethin'
He want a zip I got 18
I gotta stretch you wit' somethin'

Im jus sayin', shit
If you had it all
You wouldn't a' called

Italian cut suit, windsor knot in my tie
Niggas only dress for court or funerals when we die
They used to hate when you make it
And now they hate when you try.

Lil' homie went to the streets
His homie went to DevRy
They both stay right in the hood
It's 50 50 who die
Only the shooters got names
Them bullets don't when they fly

Ugh, used to have a plan
Used to have it mapped out
Frosted Flakes in Mama kitchen
To a vacant trapped out
We out here til' its over
Fuck they talkin' bout a drought

Makin' plays out on U Street
Always play these niggas loosely
Family man, bout my paper
Nothin' in this game seduce me

In a Lexus with my daughters
I'm so far from haters reach
When its time to go to war
Your two fingers aint the piece

Seen my nigga lose it all
Thought his blessings was comin'
And I'm still out here thuggin' baby
Like I'm special or somethin'

Feel like the big homie now
I can bless you wit' somethin'
He want a zip I got 18
I gotta stretch you wit' somethin'

(Do you love me, or are you just generous)
(Do you love me, or you just being generous)