Stay In Your Lane

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This ain't about beef, nah

Just stay in your lane, yeah

Listen up

Why you staring at my ride like you know me?

Is it really me or just the show, see?

You got issues, don't need to bring my passenger in it

Actin’ tough, talkin' loud, but really, you just timid

You call yourself a goon, but where your guts at?

Hide behind the crowd, scared to face that

Talkin’ big, talkin’ tough, all for the social

But real ones know, y'all just folks, yo

If you got a problem, come see me directly

Why you bringin’ my family into the fuss, see?

They talk a lot but never put hands to it

Make it make sense, yo, don’t start, just quit

You wanna smack my mom? Keep it on the low

I ain't the one to play, but I let you know the show

Address me direct, don’t hide in the shadows

Real recognizes real, so don’t act shallow

You call yourself a goon, but where your guts at?

Hide behind the crowd, scared to face that

Talkin’ big, talkin’ tough, all for the social

But real ones know, y'all just folks, yo

If you got a problem, come see me directly

Why you bringin’ my family into the fuss, see?

They talk a lot but never put hands to it

Make it make sense, yo, don’t start, just quit

Stay in your lane, boy, this isn’t your fight

If you scared, better back out, end of the night

I’m the owner, I handle my own, that’s real life

Keep it peaceful, no stress, no strife

Yeah, I seen it all, I been through the calls

Talking 'bout your ride, but you barely ball

Guess it's pride, but what’s the cost?

Got me lost in the lies, feel the frost

Why you mad? Tell me why you actin' shady

Big boys talkin’ 'bout they got the cash, but they lazy

Jealous 'cause they see the weight they can't lose

Talking 'bout the life, but they refuse the truth

Call yourself a baller, but borrow from your shorty

Using her whip, acting all sporty

Riding on a bike while you flexin' like a king

Ain’t about the shoes or the bling, it’s about the real thing

I smell broke boys, vibes is so fake

Talking 'bout the cash, but it’s always a mistake

Ain't about the fame or the size of the bank

Broken promises, feelings tanked

You talking ‘bout Tints and asks for some change

Could’ve been stable, now you out of range

Gave you furniture, let you set your space

But all you do is chase a different face

Credit scores high, but your lies lower

Asking everyone, the true sign shows ya

Living on the edge, but it’s a thin line

Hustle for the real, never just to shine

I smell broke boys, vibes is so fake

Talking 'bout the cash, but it’s always a mistake

Ain’t about the fame or the size of the bank

Broken promises, feelings tanked

Can’t pay Arron’s, still ask for favors

Stack your pride while your pockets waver

Broken-Boy syndicate, that’s the game

Only broke Negas caught in shame

So keep talkin’, keep walkin’, but I see through the facade

Real love, real life, not about the fraud

You ain't about the grind, just about the shame

Broke boys’ vibes, always stay the same