Squeeze

(Intro) 
 You know when you feel that you can do it yourself 
 You betta keep dreaming like that 
 Cause ain't nothin' in this world given for free 
 Do what you do as you do 
 It's always your way or no way 
 That's my motto 
 Welcome to my vision, nigga 

 (Verse) 
 Get it, get it 
 Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind 
 Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line 
 I'm heavy off in this game, feeling like I'm a vet 
 Been puttin' some hard work and I ain't bustin' a sweat 
 I conquered the highest mountain, seeking no common grounds 
 And looked in the eyes of death, but yet it still ain't found 
 Tryna listen to momma, but the streets keep callin' fast 
 Like fast money, I feel like the Embolid 
 I listen to every verse, time can construct a nerve 
 Street shit can happen, just get my niggas to work 
 Smokin' the best shit, I'm into the finer things 
 I'm bustin' you niggas bubble, cause zipper tied to chain 
 Tell me how does it feel when yo dreams finally real 
 And you get it all by yourself, without signing a deal 
 Without selling yo soul and mortgaging yo ghost 
 Giving you too sides of life you niggas ain't know 

 (Hook) 
 Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind 
 Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line 
 Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind 
 Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line 

 (Verse) 
 Sometimes like the struggle, all I know is the hustle 
 Visions of being rich and bustin' the baddest bitch 
 Nigga, I'm still in focus when leathers get sidetracked 
 You light the side of head, see, ain't no turnin' back 
 Half of you niggas love me, half of you niggas hate me 
 That is cause yo bitch wanna fuck me 
 I swear that she can get crazy, yeah, she can get deep 
 Deeper than six feet. Money sting on my mind 
 A nigga can neva sleep. Tell me what do you do 
 Tell me how do you feel when niggas give you that look 
 Nigga, this shit can get real 
 Niggas, they get the bustin', bitches, they get the screamin' 
 Livin' that fast lane, you almost feel like a genie 
 You almost feel like a screamy, standing in the corner 
 Choppin' they get the bussin' and police they call you donner 
 I'mma feel like you screamin', you standin' up on the corner 
 Choppin' bussin' and police they call you donner 

 (Hook) 
 Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind 
 Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line 
 Welcome into my vision, welcome into my grind 
 Welcome all of you haters to squeeze inside of that line