You Got It Songtext
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Yo, I had a good feeling when you came in my life
How ya living? Man, I′m just living life
Sit back, elevate, and flow with the time
Like my man Ka said, "Keep BK in mind"
Don't forget, so brother please stay on your grind
It′s a lot of sneaky niggas, derelicts and broads
So I won't say too much to finish this bar
Take my time and sit back and analyze the rhyme
Sit with some OG's bringing back good times
My man O lost his life at a very young age
Life is strange, but it can bring pain one day
I stay aware, plus I stay on my grind

Told you, told you niggas
Thought we wasn′t capable of coming back
That′s your motherfucking problem
This is what we do when we in Brooklyn, New York
Chilling like a motherfucker


You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it

Life, dreams, fast cars
You can't put her on the strip because she′s on drugs
Square niggas catch fits and fall in love
I'm a 24 karat Brooklyn nigga all day
Hard and real, and you know I′m good around the way
Shine like steel, with the fly mass appeal
When you cats was in the crib, man, sleeping all day
We was outside busting our steel, keep it around the way
Keep it so tight, make sure my people get right
I don't bust my brain cells when I start to rhyme
Sit back and recline, kick it for all mankind
I′m fine as wine, I guess it's time to get mines, uh

Straight like that, real like that
We hope you guys feel it like that
Since we back, this what we gon' do
We gon′ let you know we still got it too, nigga, what


You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it

Life is real, I′m still in the street with steel
And I'm still packing it off and keeping it real
What′s this all about when you come right out?
Try to show the new generation what it's about
Love is love, I still hang around real thugs
VIP spot, signing off my John Hancock
Laid back gorilla sitting back staring at your watch
Just like downtown, Brooklyn, hold me down, uh
Five boroughs and the whole scene with this
Still pack my nina so I got to talk like this
A unique sound, keep a brother grounded now
Got people twisting their face, feeling fucked up now, uh

Now look at you
Look at you dumb ass broads out there
Always choose my French
This is what we do when we in BK
All my grinders out there, throw your hands up
Brooklyn style, baby

You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it
You got it, got it, nigga
You got it, got it

And young niggas wanna see me but they know that they can′t
They try to step up but I stomp 'em like an ant
I′m on another mission, hoping for the best
I gotta walk around with my bulletproof vest
Life is hard, some might not pass the test
Some get killed and some get shot to death