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bobby grand – tighten up lyrics

verse 1: bobby grand

last night i concluded
i’m on some new sh-t
lookin at the mirror
i’m on some who sh-t
cut off my current girl
get a new chick
even the kicks gotta go
on my kung fu sh-t
lookin round
like this can’t be me
too fly for a bank account
with a blank amount
lotta trash habits
gotta take em out
falls here
so fake friends
gotta rake em out
yea
they gotta leave
n-ggas never wanna grind
2 concerned with 2k
& blowin trees
and f-cking girls that they can’t even get
that boy from philly told y’all
it’s levels to this
they say your friends are a representation
of the future you facing
so for me its nathan
get the blade
we shavin
lumberjack bob
chop a n-gga from the squad
cuz he wasn’t on his job
keep my circle tight
like chicks with good box
got the ball rollinow imma never stop
takin h-lla spots
on my way to the top
15 minutes ain’t enough
i need the whole clock
can’t see my vision
you lookin like a opp
this rap game is the dope game
and ain’t n0body ever stepped on my cocaine
can’t settle for that lil corner
i need the whole block

hook: deeohm

tighten up!
n-ggas wanna lean on me
better fall back
i’ve been grinding all year
on my own
when you see me lookin good
you know i can afford that
tighten up! get right!
i’m already ahead
you gotta speed up
foot down on they neck
put a n-gga in check
let em breathe, f-ck that
you know imma have to
tighten up, tighten up
you can try but
i don’t feel the pressure
tighten up tighten up
too great to be f-ckin with the lesser
tighten up, tighten up
i’m already ahead you gotta speed up
foot down on they neck
put a n-gga in check
let me breathe, f-ck that

verse 2: bobby grand

this morning i decided
i’m on some me sh-t
cause everybody hands out
on some we sh-t
i’m tryna climb to the top
on my tree sh-t
so if n-ggas want a verse
i’m on some fee sh-t
lookin round
i don’t see no comp
yea i’m talkin to you dude
n-ggas is boo boo
i’m tryna elevate
from feather to heavyweight
get the right the first time
can’t afford a 2nd take
i ain’t in to takin breaks
chock hold on the in dus try
cause b-tch i came from indie
put up my own dough
every last penny
so how you shocked
when fat n-ggas act stingy
i got my game from dame
you down to call another man dad
i consider you lame
signed to that major
they said you got sauce
took a trip to ya spot
you living real plain
n-ggas gettin jerked for they verse
yea
pull up ya skirt
i’ll take all those royalties
all that pub
at least they know your name
when you step in the club
got to skip the whole line
didn’t pay that dub
all them hoes over there
tryna show you love
don’t let em
get a glance at your bank statement
how the f-ck you platinum
still asking for plugg??
huh?

hook

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