"CLUB" lyrics
Jon Keith & Miles Minnick Lyrics
Aight, hold on
Hold on, ayy
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Welcome to your wake up call, time to change your top ten
Me, I let 'em see the flaws, you're photoshopped and cropped in
Ever since Hammershaw, me and God been locked in
And since I got the King involved, I don't know where my opps been, where y'all at?
Spirit been speakin' through me, Daygo, let's make a movie
Demons can't move me, I'm rock solid like King Bumi
My Padre been makin' hits, I'm battin' a hundred, truly
Luci, get out my face, I said "I don't need a groupie"
The hate gettin' shot down, the game is on lockdown
The Pharisees on my page, well, welcome to block town
Since gettin' washed out, lil' homie's lost now
My family locked up, this prayer all I got now
We took it from ten and milly, feel like I got no Achilles
You heff and went poppin' pillies 'cause we 'bout to slap 'em silly
Yo, this is the Renaissance, you already know the Dyllie
Cali is getting chilly, for real
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Hey, welcome to your alarm clock, I'ma change the big three
Been busy, on DND, bro, I know you been seein' me
Now you throwin' shots on your IG Live, but they miss me
How you hate from outside the club when you could've got in for free?
Wanna narc out all the way to the border
Call up Rosco's but they already know the order, yeah (Yeah)
Reppin' West Coast, yeah, way before the Drake beef
Followed God's plan then he seein' where it take me
Pedro resident, young garage rapper (Rapper)
You be chasin' fantasies, you're a mirage-grabber (Grabber)
West Indies club off-limit to all cappers (All cappers)
Caught 'em sneakin' in, they look like they saw Casper
I done turned a dollar to a dream, look what He done to me (Done)
Young child of God, and He fought for the custody (Cus')
It's low-key kinda crazy how they think the street discussin' me (Yeah)
Put my brothers on, now we buzzin' like a honeybee
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Hold on, ayy
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Welcome to your wake up call, time to change your top ten
Me, I let 'em see the flaws, you're photoshopped and cropped in
Ever since Hammershaw, me and God been locked in
And since I got the King involved, I don't know where my opps been, where y'all at?
Spirit been speakin' through me, Daygo, let's make a movie
Demons can't move me, I'm rock solid like King Bumi
My Padre been makin' hits, I'm battin' a hundred, truly
Luci, get out my face, I said "I don't need a groupie"
The hate gettin' shot down, the game is on lockdown
The Pharisees on my page, well, welcome to block town
Since gettin' washed out, lil' homie's lost now
My family locked up, this prayer all I got now
We took it from ten and milly, feel like I got no Achilles
You heff and went poppin' pillies 'cause we 'bout to slap 'em silly
Yo, this is the Renaissance, you already know the Dyllie
Cali is getting chilly, for real
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Hey, welcome to your alarm clock, I'ma change the big three
Been busy, on DND, bro, I know you been seein' me
Now you throwin' shots on your IG Live, but they miss me
How you hate from outside the club when you could've got in for free?
Wanna narc out all the way to the border
Call up Rosco's but they already know the order, yeah (Yeah)
Reppin' West Coast, yeah, way before the Drake beef
Followed God's plan then he seein' where it take me
Pedro resident, young garage rapper (Rapper)
You be chasin' fantasies, you're a mirage-grabber (Grabber)
West Indies club off-limit to all cappers (All cappers)
Caught 'em sneakin' in, they look like they saw Casper
I done turned a dollar to a dream, look what He done to me (Done)
Young child of God, and He fought for the custody (Cus')
It's low-key kinda crazy how they think the street discussin' me (Yeah)
Put my brothers on, now we buzzin' like a honeybee
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
