Royce Da 5'9" Follow

Be quiet, I know what you thinking
Who the hell is that? You in the club minding your own business
And out of nowhere you hear this, how you supposed to act?
Neptunes, Royce 5'9", it's my year, baby, uh

Twelfth grade, rode around, started out small
My father told me before you walk you gotta crawl
We was all outlaws with our fists balled
We couldn't even count bars, we was just raw

MC's battling at the club, for the plug
Rapping for the other rappers, strictly for the love
That was cool 'til my life turned and got tough
I got a girl, got serious, got her knocked up

Uh oh, reality check, hold up
I gotta figure out a way to get this dough up
I don't want my son to hate me when he grow up
So I gotta blow up and leave it to' up

I listened to my pops whenever it got hard
He said look if you gon' be a star, be a star
I got hot, got a deal took rap
Took the whole city with me and never looked back, baby

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

Yo, yo, it's all simple, make a million off the intro
Y'all don't want it 'cause you still say your fin' to
I'm finna blow like this shit is so mental
That's your life, that's your problem and your pencil

Cut the jokes, everybody wanna be rich
You a fool if you don't, you see this?
Look at this chain, this bracelet, you hear me
I don't won't respect, I want you to fear me

Now look at me, this shit is getting real now
I want your money, I'ma spit what you can feel now
I tell the truth so I guess I keep it real now
You thought I was ill befo', now I'm ill now

Come on with it, I can afford to kill now
Look at my son, ask him how he feel now
It's real now, daddy's got a pill now
Wave bye bye, we out of the hood, what the deal now

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

Detroit came up, you know we hot
30 years where it became a big lot
600s on chrome, it don't stop
Detroit we just hot

Young niggas stay fly at all times
Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides
Keep our guns by our sides at all times
Detroit we just fly

Yo, you would love for me and you to switch places, won't cha?
You love hatin' don't cha? Hate just to hate, don't cha?
In the clubs yelling loud like you wanna fight
But I just whisper, you ain't trying to die tonight

I'm the king, yo I'm like the son of Jesus
We got guns and we'll use 'em so please believe it
Last had to try me, yeah, I looked passed him
But notice he's nowhere around for you to ask him

Long as I gotta crew and two in the safe, baby
You could scream 'til you blue in the face, baby
We getting ours, we don't care who in the way, baby
Lock and key, ain't nothin' you could save, baby

We don't want the bitches dog, we just want the honeys
And we don't want the game neither, we just want the money
It makes sense, don't it? The blocks with me
Welcome to the new world, Detroit Rock City

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole
We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole

Detroit came up, you know we hot
30 years where it became a big lot
600s on chrome, it don't stop
Detroit we just hot

Young niggas stay fly at all times
Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides
Keep our guns by our sides at all times
Detroit, we just fly

Click, click, blaow
Click, click, blaow
Click, click, blaow
How you like us now?