(Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing)
(I'm not about that life but I'm bout that action)
If I ever catch you lacking dawg I promise that it's done
I hope you an only child hope that you the only one
That done came up out your momma womb to walk under the sun
So that when I flip the switch I get to dim her only son
Each breath that you breathe is a mercy a grace
Gift from the woman that got in your face
That's my wifey dawg I'd confess to a case
Do life knowing that I took yours in it's place
I hate hoe ass niggas
Short syndrome in dome ass niggas
Think they grown cause they bone ass niggas
Alpha male wannabe clone ass niggas
Never had strength of they own so they try
Catch tone pick bone with a gyal ass niggas
Prone to the chirping they birds on the phones
If they beaking we beat dem and leave dem alone/
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Yo I hate hoe ass niggas times two
So I keep a tool tucked too like glue
That's why I tell these dudes don't get rude listen
Cause I'm scared of what I just might do, yo
And these streets not safe but not for me homie for you
Cause a gyal like Fresh not afraid to fade then pay my dues
I promise it's not the same these days
We not afraid these days
To throw it up and catch a fade these days
Cross me I'll x ya chest like the treasure here
My GPS say a whole 'nother state I was never there
Bone Crusher nigga, I ain't never scared
Stop playing with me Keys got hitters like everywhere
Stay safe when my hoodie up I'm up to no good
On my dark side park right beside you no good
It's mean outside, and I lean outside
My whole teams outside so what up nigga
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Action Video (MV)
Performed By: Soap
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Brett Klassen, Keysha Fanfair, Joshua Watkis
Soap - Action Lyrics
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(Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing)
(I'm not about that life but I'm bout that action)
If I ever catch you lacking dawg I promise that it's done
I hope you an only child hope that you the only one
That done came up out your momma womb to walk under the sun
So that when I flip the switch I get to dim her only son
Each breath that you breathe is a mercy a grace
Gift from the woman that got in your face
That's my wifey dawg I'd confess to a case
Do life knowing that I took yours in it's place
I hate hoe ass niggas
Short syndrome in dome ass niggas
Think they grown cause they bone ass niggas
Alpha male wannabe clone ass niggas
Never had strength of they own so they try
Catch tone pick bone with a gyal ass niggas
Prone to the chirping they birds on the phones
If they beaking we beat dem and leave dem alone/
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Yo I hate hoe ass niggas times two
So I keep a tool tucked too like glue
That's why I tell these dudes don't get rude listen
Cause I'm scared of what I just might do, yo
And these streets not safe but not for me homie for you
Cause a gyal like Fresh not afraid to fade then pay my dues
I promise it's not the same these days
We not afraid these days
To throw it up and catch a fade these days
Cross me I'll x ya chest like the treasure here
My GPS say a whole 'nother state I was never there
Bone Crusher nigga, I ain't never scared
Stop playing with me Keys got hitters like everywhere
Stay safe when my hoodie up I'm up to no good
On my dark side park right beside you no good
It's mean outside, and I lean outside
My whole teams outside so what up nigga
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
(I'm not about that life but I'm bout that action)
If I ever catch you lacking dawg I promise that it's done
I hope you an only child hope that you the only one
That done came up out your momma womb to walk under the sun
So that when I flip the switch I get to dim her only son
Each breath that you breathe is a mercy a grace
Gift from the woman that got in your face
That's my wifey dawg I'd confess to a case
Do life knowing that I took yours in it's place
I hate hoe ass niggas
Short syndrome in dome ass niggas
Think they grown cause they bone ass niggas
Alpha male wannabe clone ass niggas
Never had strength of they own so they try
Catch tone pick bone with a gyal ass niggas
Prone to the chirping they birds on the phones
If they beaking we beat dem and leave dem alone/
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Yo I hate hoe ass niggas times two
So I keep a tool tucked too like glue
That's why I tell these dudes don't get rude listen
Cause I'm scared of what I just might do, yo
And these streets not safe but not for me homie for you
Cause a gyal like Fresh not afraid to fade then pay my dues
I promise it's not the same these days
We not afraid these days
To throw it up and catch a fade these days
Cross me I'll x ya chest like the treasure here
My GPS say a whole 'nother state I was never there
Bone Crusher nigga, I ain't never scared
Stop playing with me Keys got hitters like everywhere
Stay safe when my hoodie up I'm up to no good
On my dark side park right beside you no good
It's mean outside, and I lean outside
My whole teams outside so what up nigga
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Cross her you cross me, you clutch crosses
Cross her you cross me, might need coffins
Don't keep heat, the fists stay packing
I'm not about that life, I'm bout that action
Writer: Brett Klassen, Keysha Fanfair, Joshua Watkis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid