"Starting Lineup" lyrics
Murs & Wiardon Lyrics
(feat. Larry June and ICECOLDBISHOP)
Check, check, check
1, 2, 1, 2
Long ass intro
Broke bread with more rappers than anybody else
Cause I know the struggle trying to do it by yourself
Paid Dues really made a difference
Mixed the boom bap with some piru and crippin'
Your favorite rapper got my sauce on em
I can name names but I ain't tryna boss on em
My name ringing like Bill Russell
Stop selling weed in the 90's but I still hustle
Selling units never radio
Touring selling merch
They thought that I was crazy bro
Now they doing the same thing
Blue shoelaces but I say I don't gangbang
A real Dodgers fan that's the end of the convo
At Compton Vegan eating Jack & Mac Cheese combo
No beef in the streets, no beef in my body
I'm just focused on my paper and peace and being godly
Ugh
Been through a lot of shit but still learning though
Came a long way from mixing whoopty with the k roll
Made a couple dollars watched close homies change on me
We hit the road in that minivan
Box of CD's trying to run it up to 20 grand
And I still got that same grind
You on the couch with ole girl telling the same lies
In 1 day I might switch whips 3 times
Some days I need love sometimes not
Still I fill a grand nash out to bend the block
My goals way bigger than this so I'm still rockin'
Numbers
L.A. 2 da Bay
Look, if I had a dollar for every shadow of a doubt
I give you some bands and you could buy you some clout
If I had a dollar for every time that you hated
I give you a million and you can finally say you made it
If I had a dollar for every shadow of a doubt
I give you some bands and you could buy you some clout
If I had a dollar for every time that you hated
I give you a million and you can finally say you made it
Okay look, hoppin' out that push fast, cars approach don't look past
That school and man around you get to taking off your book bag
Every girl I brought around my mama, she told me look fast
But she was just my pistol holder it ain't what it look as
Yo-Yo and Ice Cube, Four Four and I'm stoop
In '99 it's gold chains and FUBU in the coup
Pants leg rolled up and guess the ladies love me too
On my ish no cap and the babies love me too
The niggas selling in the 80's love me too
Break a brick down and they pay me when they through
I got that nigga's back that tried to play me as a youth okay
I got that nigga's back who tried to save me as a youth
Look, life's like Dukes Of Hazzard, it's the Daisies versus the Dukes
Fighting or we shoot
What you wanna do
Pick the first one I'll shake your hand when we through
Look, okay, look... still ain't listening to a bitch outside of Siri
I just dropped my lil bro some dough he need some commissary
He will be at home by end of year that's what his momma tell me
Lookin' for a change he need his body right and his mind healthy
1, 2, 1, 2
Long ass intro
Broke bread with more rappers than anybody else
Cause I know the struggle trying to do it by yourself
Paid Dues really made a difference
Mixed the boom bap with some piru and crippin'
Your favorite rapper got my sauce on em
I can name names but I ain't tryna boss on em
My name ringing like Bill Russell
Stop selling weed in the 90's but I still hustle
Selling units never radio
Touring selling merch
They thought that I was crazy bro
Now they doing the same thing
Blue shoelaces but I say I don't gangbang
A real Dodgers fan that's the end of the convo
At Compton Vegan eating Jack & Mac Cheese combo
No beef in the streets, no beef in my body
I'm just focused on my paper and peace and being godly
Ugh
Been through a lot of shit but still learning though
Came a long way from mixing whoopty with the k roll
Made a couple dollars watched close homies change on me
We hit the road in that minivan
Box of CD's trying to run it up to 20 grand
And I still got that same grind
You on the couch with ole girl telling the same lies
In 1 day I might switch whips 3 times
Some days I need love sometimes not
Still I fill a grand nash out to bend the block
My goals way bigger than this so I'm still rockin'
Numbers
L.A. 2 da Bay
Look, if I had a dollar for every shadow of a doubt
I give you some bands and you could buy you some clout
If I had a dollar for every time that you hated
I give you a million and you can finally say you made it
If I had a dollar for every shadow of a doubt
I give you some bands and you could buy you some clout
If I had a dollar for every time that you hated
I give you a million and you can finally say you made it
Okay look, hoppin' out that push fast, cars approach don't look past
That school and man around you get to taking off your book bag
Every girl I brought around my mama, she told me look fast
But she was just my pistol holder it ain't what it look as
Yo-Yo and Ice Cube, Four Four and I'm stoop
In '99 it's gold chains and FUBU in the coup
Pants leg rolled up and guess the ladies love me too
On my ish no cap and the babies love me too
The niggas selling in the 80's love me too
Break a brick down and they pay me when they through
I got that nigga's back that tried to play me as a youth okay
I got that nigga's back who tried to save me as a youth
Look, life's like Dukes Of Hazzard, it's the Daisies versus the Dukes
Fighting or we shoot
What you wanna do
Pick the first one I'll shake your hand when we through
Look, okay, look... still ain't listening to a bitch outside of Siri
I just dropped my lil bro some dough he need some commissary
He will be at home by end of year that's what his momma tell me
Lookin' for a change he need his body right and his mind healthy
