Pose To - Mbnel

Trying to shine like I’m pose' to

I’m tryna slide like I’m pose' to

I’ll ride when I’m pose' to

Yo Kiwi, thank you bro

Aye, you’ll hide when you pose' to

I’ll slide when I’m pose' to

I’ll ride when I’m pose' to

Stay strapped when I’m pose' to

Got a whole lot of niggas that’s stuck up in the

Whole lot of niggas that pretend to be my friends

Really not a lot of niggas fuckin' with me from the start

So not a lot of niggas fuckin' with me in the end

Got a whole lot of strips in my True Religion pants

Got a lot of people shooting, gave a second chance

Been in a lot of fights, but I don’t ever use my hands

Shit, I went through a lot of nights stayin', praying to the man

But ain’t shit change, nigga ain’t shit change

Shooted me a line, thought it’d numb away the pain

Now I’m plottin' all night, trying to find me new ways

Shit, I met me real niggas, and I met a few lames

Whole lotta, lotta guns smoke in the air

Whole lotta, lotta fake niggas in my ear

Whole lotta this, whole lotta lotta that

I do this shit for real, it ain’t only in my raps

I’m just trying to shine like I’m pose' to

I’m just trying to grind like I’m pose' to

I’m just trying to ride like I’m pose' to

Nigga, I’m just trying to slide like I’m pose' to, nigga

Got a whole lot of bullets in this pistol right now

Send a lot of shots if a nigga speakin' down

My nigga told me «Keep your head high, we gon' get right, check right»

If you don’t understand nigga, sit down

I don’t take handouts, so my niggas spazzin' out

Niggas seen me out in public, then that nigga ran out

I just pawned my last chain, bought a new strap now

I just made a fake page, just to make a now

On the south side of town, where a nigga get found

Just throw me five bands, then I’ll get 'em aired out

Surpressor on the case, so you can’t hear a sound

Turn a nigga to a square when they see these big rounds, uh

Boy, I’m loyal to my soil I’ll never switch

When I look into your eyes, I can see the bitch

R.I.P. to my niggas 'til we meet again

One shot to the chest, he can’t breathe again

Boy, I’m loyal to my soil I’ll never switch

When I look into your eyes, I can see the bitch

R.I.P. to my niggas 'til we meet again

One shot to the chest, he can’t breathe again