ATTITUDE! ft. 8THLNE & D-Lo116 Lyrics

I got an attitude

But I got something to show for

Gaining that altitude

You know I always want more

Killing beats that's abuse

This is the life I choose

Lot of things I could do,

That's why I'm reminding you

B*tch I'm not the same anymore no

Won't let them play these games anymore no

B*tch I'm not the same anymore no, no

Not anymore

I got ambition and money to match

I don't try to be shallow i'm bigger than that

If they want a hit then they working with Caj

But I don't f*ck with people so don't get attached

And I'm not meaning to brag

We making music that last

Leaving your sh*t in the past

Been in the game you a guest

My attitude, when i end up in the booth

Flow like the uzi I shoot

Even if you, wearing a vest bulletproof

Caj got the sh*t to go through, straight through you

Man the city cold but my phone is hot

Mi have nuff gyal pan mi bloodclat

They been fussing and cussing and saying I got

I got an attitude

But I got something to show for

Gaining that altitude

You know I always want more

Killing beats that's abuse

This is the life I choose

Lot of things I could do,

That's why I'm reminding you

I'm done playing these games

I was just being nice but now let's just show them

Giving you people the beats, the production, the writing, the whole package

Think I need my respect

You already know what it is man

116!

Step with an attitude but I stay humble cuz God is above me

I came from the struggle, I came from the mud, where they gon wrap you up just like a mummy

I fought depression, the silence is deafening and I was the saddest

She wanna ride my wave, I got lost in hers and I found Atlantis

Goals for my Future, no Hendrix, the High End

When she be dissing me, I just be smiling

I know she capping, I'll keep my composure

They cap for exposure and now she wants closure

Cheater no class, this mac fold you like origami, no MacBook

I'm still up in school and I'm in my bag, I don't need a textbook

Imma stand on what I believe

I can't be begging like understand me

Step harder, they bleed like Assassins Creed

MnV's my cup of tea

Ain't no snitch, he took the plea

Rock my designer, got bro on my tee

I came for my cheese, I came for my brie

It Wasn't Planned but it's first degree

We spin the block, for the hell of it"

If there no money, it's irrelevant

Love for the set, but it's delicate

I'm chasing God now they hate that I'm celibate

Jez steady mission and I'm not retiring

Fighting with demons and it be so tiring

I hope that my lyrics it can be inspiring

They know I'm smart cuz I'm going to Ryerson