Songtext What you expect Mark Battles

What you expect

I came from the gudda, nigga what you expect?
I'm gon run with my set until these labels start cutting these checks
Pick up my phone, 30 texts, wussup with my ex?
She steady blowin up my line, sayin she want me for sex
Next, I ain't got time, put me in your top five
It's like I run a phone service, always got a hotline
Drop bombs, I don't need a clock to know it's my time
Groupies showin brest and thighs, think I work at Popeye's
Catch him on the blind side, hello world, Battles here
Started in the cavalier, made it to a challengier
Man we bout that half a year, soarin out this atmosphere
Started from the bottom, now we rockin so you have to cheer
Let it ride

I came from the gudda, nigga what you expect?
What you expect? What you expect?
I came from the gudda, nigga what you expect?
What you expect? What you expect?
Let it ride

We got it today, don't get club tomorrow
Nothing held back when I get stuck in my zone
Don't need a lot of luck, some I'mma call Chuck Fergano
How I do it? Thh if I know
I'm just tryna make it so just save it like it's sacred
Take em out the game like two flagrant situations
Persuasive with the language, think I'm startin to make em angry
Understand the circumstances right before you go and play me
Hello baby
Il chico de Nago
Night stars and firefight like cinco de maio
Keep my circle small, 3 bros in my phone
We sacrifice cus if the team then I'm on
It's Battles
Let it ride

I came from the gudda, nigga what you expect?
What you expect? What you expect?
I came from the gudda, nigga what you expect?
What you expect? What you expect?
Let it ride