Get In (Intro)

[Hook]
Fuck it, nigga, just get in
Fuck it, nigga, just get in
I know you tryna fit in
You ain’t tryna get this loot?
Nigga, you must be kidding
So fuck it, nigga, just get in
So fuck it, nigga, just get in

[Post-Hook]
Show you some shit you never seen before
You wasting your time playing ‘em stupid-ass piano chords
That shit ain’t gonna get you whores
That ain’t what you was put here for
So fuck it, nigga, just get in

[Beat Switch]

[Verse]
In a stolen car watching the world unfold
Like a empty book, it’s not much to be told, well
That’s besides my story, meanwhile, I’m getting older, wow
Plus I could see life clean, just telescoping out
Fuck it, I got in, making bad decisions now
Was ‘posed to be taking lessons, getting my rhythms down
Instead I’m with the same niggas, on Wanted posters now
Pushing dope, eating spaghetti, Cosa Nostra style
You know him well, the same kid that always hold it down
The same nigga that be plotting on your every move
Give ‘em the chills ‘cause it’s hard for me to not be cool
Remain descriptive like my verses in the bibles too
Since grade school I had options, watching Streets is Watching
Now that logic stuck with me, I can’t afford no college
I’m combing the thesaurus, ‘cause if you hold the knowledge
Used to roaches in my cereal, I’m from the projects
Don’t really like Smacks, though, the roaches be disguising
So I’m obliged to any fiends wanting my sympathy
That’s your problem, you got hooked, don’t fucking look at me
That’s exactly why I’m rapping so persuasively
Young Piano, it gets iller, man, you gon’ see
Why this my nickname, I talk slow
Cause the razor’s like a switchblade, I got sick ways
And I’m mad paid for my age and shit
Stay plotting, stay blazing, shit

[Outro]
I had to get in, uh, uh
I had to get in, uh, uh
Me and my niggas plotting
So fuck it, you know I got in