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Call Me Ace - You Got It Lyrics




Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)

Cuthentic (you got it)
Better know I'm a real one
I ain't takin no shortcuts
I ain't buying my millions
Csking all my bout my fan base
Wanna know who I appeal to
Come on out to my show mane
Crowds diverse and they feel em
Flexing on the 'Gram (gram)
You know it's kinda lame (lame)
You callin me ya mans (mans)
I know you gonna change (change)
Love for all the fans (fans)
For fanning up the flames (flames)
See they don't understand (stand)
Cause I run too many lanes (lanes)

Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)

I'm a hustler, stay cookin
Natural provider
Raised to be independent
Family of survivors
Can't relate to this fakeness
That's why we look like outsiders
Surrounded by only ones that's down
When you make the call then we ridin!
Man it's such a shame (shame)
C few of us are rare (rare)
Our levels ain't the same (same)
We tryna make it fair (fair)
They said they woulda came (came)
But they ain't never there (there)
It's only this or that way, so how you gon compare (pare)
That's a no-no, I thought you would know so
Why you act like a no show, like a ghost bro
When I be on ya coast bro, cannot find you like dodos
But then oh ho! You be all on my posts bro
Cctin like you the K-Ci to my JoJo
Ttryna sip up my mojo
Bredren nuttin nuh go so
Got me loco, sí mis ojos son rojos
Quickly fill up my soul Lord til my soul glow
Every time we see closed doors, we just kicking down more doors
Like we postal, but ain't waving no 4-4s
This aint nuttin but hope bro
On my own road, do not copy my post code
Ya house would be foreclosed, yea

Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)
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Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)

Cuthentic (you got it)
Better know I'm a real one
I ain't takin no shortcuts
I ain't buying my millions
Csking all my bout my fan base
Wanna know who I appeal to
Come on out to my show mane
Crowds diverse and they feel em
Flexing on the 'Gram (gram)
You know it's kinda lame (lame)
You callin me ya mans (mans)
I know you gonna change (change)
Love for all the fans (fans)
For fanning up the flames (flames)
See they don't understand (stand)
Cause I run too many lanes (lanes)

Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)

I'm a hustler, stay cookin
Natural provider
Raised to be independent
Family of survivors
Can't relate to this fakeness
That's why we look like outsiders
Surrounded by only ones that's down
When you make the call then we ridin!
Man it's such a shame (shame)
C few of us are rare (rare)
Our levels ain't the same (same)
We tryna make it fair (fair)
They said they woulda came (came)
But they ain't never there (there)
It's only this or that way, so how you gon compare (pare)
That's a no-no, I thought you would know so
Why you act like a no show, like a ghost bro
When I be on ya coast bro, cannot find you like dodos
But then oh ho! You be all on my posts bro
Cctin like you the K-Ci to my JoJo
Ttryna sip up my mojo
Bredren nuttin nuh go so
Got me loco, sí mis ojos son rojos
Quickly fill up my soul Lord til my soul glow
Every time we see closed doors, we just kicking down more doors
Like we postal, but ain't waving no 4-4s
This aint nuttin but hope bro
On my own road, do not copy my post code
Ya house would be foreclosed, yea

Drop the track (you got it)
Make that slap (you got it)
Match the sound (you got it)
Switch ya style (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Slow it down (you got it)
Just like that (you got it)
Bring that back (you got it)
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Writer: ABDERRAHMEN AMRI, ANTHONY PATTERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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