Lyrics Composure (feat. TR Nile) - FSG Rell

Gang
We around
Uhhh
Oh yeah we around
Gang shit man
TakeRiskGang
FSG man
Let's get it
Yeah right
Gang
Right

Just ran off on the plug with the gas, it is what it is
If he try chase I'm leaving em there it is what it is
If a na run off on me then I'm sending em straight to his god, it is what it is
My ns bending 'bout me, it's cash on ya head, we on it, it is what it is
We them young ns stood tall and we run the town
Come through with sticks, them chops and them hunnit rounds
Picked up this life and I swear I won't put it down
Play with my life and I'm letting off all these rounds
My ns juiced up and they letting off all them rounds

I'm not that na you finna be playing with
I put that back on like it's part of my fucking fit
I don't know why they getting sick, probably cause these hunnits that I'm flexing with
Just met the plug I'm like what it is
Then he threw me extra fucking with the kid
Show love, make the most shells
If the boys blitz then I won't tell
Opps come then I'm dropping shells
Then I'm skipping states man fuck the jails
I ain't nothing like most ns
Really chase a bag I ain't broke na
Ns frauding like they a joke na
Call Brodie bro he gone poke ns
Bet ya na like most ns
Satisfied to be a broke na
Shit I need me like six figures
Then them bands just gone get bigger
Shit I'm stuck in my fucking ways
I was down bad for a couple days
Now I got my bread up, finna hit KOP with Kwon and Lil Tae

Just ran off on the plug with the gas, it is what it is
If he try chase I'm leaving em there it is what it is
If a na run off on me then I'm sending em straight to his god, it is what it is
My ns bending 'bout me, it's cash on ya head, we on it, it is what it is

Ape shit
Bape shit
We can start a whole nation
Everybody ain't godly, I been working on patience
You been dripping so basic
I been getting that lake drip
Late nights with a blunt rolled, me and Nile on LA shit
Gotta move in the graveyard, still hustle through the day shift
You wake up thinking pussy, I wake up thinking greatness
Getting money preach loyalty, nothing else ever made sense
Fucked up and I burned a bridge, now we got remake it
Guns down, box now
I been getting that a lot now
Some ns don't put you on, cause they want you on lock down
Late nights I sit back and think, will I get out of Pottstown
I don't never do grimy back, stand tall when they got down
Come for bro I kill everybody, loyalty all I got now
Ain't nobody runnin off on me, try a na get shot down
Get to the pape, druggies to sale
Weighing the weight get me the scale
Lot of these ns get booked up and tell
Kill all the rats and free all the real

Just ran off on the plug with the gas, it is what it is
If he try chase I'm leaving em there it is what it is
If a na run off on me then I'm sending em straight to his god, it is what it is
My ns bending 'bout me, it's cash on ya head, we on it, it is what it is
We them young ns stood tall and we run the town
Come through with sticks, them chops and them hunnit rounds
Picked up this life and I swear I won't put it down
Play with my life and I'm letting off all these rounds
My ns juiced up and they letting off all them rounds