My Team

Hey you can go ahead and just pour another round for my team man. You know what I'm sayin'?

Hook:
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'

Verse 1:

We wake up early, put in work
That's how it goes
My family here, the team is near
Please know your role
No competition, yeah we winnin'
Just don't come close
Always down for the toast
We do this the most
Eh, keep a bag of that super cabbage patch
Rolled up in a RAW with a couple rocks of hash
Ridin' thru my city got me feelin' like Davinci
But your tank on empty and you really want to tempt me
(?) three day envy, never tell you who sent me
Comin' for your head, leave your body in the alley
Go strike another tally, drive thru you like a rally
I'mma place my order while they're steady lookin' at me
Can't judge a man by his past if I ain't never walked in them shoes
But them motherfuckers feel right, better be a long night
Crossin' over me and my crew, yeah you
I was born and raised on that Southside
Them hands talk more than that mouth, guy
Keep on lookin' at me funny, treat you like a crash dummy
Throw your ass thru the window, I'm a wise guy
Cool cat, got nine lives, lookin' back on my hindsight
I can't find why I keep fightin' for somethin' they told me never would happen
It ain't payin' the bills, Nate, you gotta quit rappin'
Well I'mma be goddamned, damned, damned,damned, damned
Well I'mma be goddamned, damned, damned,damned, damned, damned,damned

Hook:
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'

Verse 2:

They actin' like they want it, they lookin' at us funny
I'm buyin' bottles from the bar, my bitch is countin' hundreds
But no, wasn't always like this, I was broke
No car, just ten speeds and spokes
Gotta get up man, gotta go, go, go
Somewhere fancy, I'm outta gas
No air conditioning, no fuckin' snacks
My weed is missing, might have lost the cap
When I get to drinking I get bad at that
So I'll hit up my guy, like (?) let's get high
He part of the team, but gone off that Sprite
Between you and I, I'm prayin' he make it
He been slippin' lately and trying to fake it
It's okay though, I've been down that road
I would do designer drugs before I bought new clothes
Have a pocket full of cash, load it all off the dash
Trying to make it to the liquour store before shit close
Like I don't give a damn bout a new pair of pants
Them Jordan's that you rockin', I'mma kick it in my Vans
This isn't True Religion, no, it didn't come from France
A button might be missin', got a stain on my hat
Backpack, I'm stacked, what bro, you mad?
These facts intact, you really are that sad
Don't do it for the glory, gotta do it for the pain
Don't do it for the hundreds,playa, do it for the change
Do it for the fans with their hands in the stands
Your family, your friends, fuck a watch and a band
All that shit is pretend, can't take it in the end
(?) with our sins as our new life begins

Hook:
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'

Verse 3 (Murphy Lee):

(?) dirt, five below, that just means I'm cold C
Never question Murphy Lee cuz I'm the L in loyalty
I'm so down, no more hoes, I put the ho down
Plus I ball, playa, I'm thinkin' about goin' pro now
Murph's serious, no comma, no periods
Exclamations, no explanations for flossin' this dedication and hard work
Comin' with a hard shirt, hats sittin' weirdly on his artwork
Cuh, Granny call it God's work, I just call it nappy happy
Girls like it, all these years been reppin' STL, got the world likin' us
What it's like to be the youngest member of the coolest group in the world
Plus, so many people lovin' us even when we fuckin' up
Young, mean, growin' up, money, fame and everything that came with it
Girls lie, numbers don't , humans die, souls don't
Only hang where humans won't
Started out with nothing, so we count this money smokin' joints

Hook:
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'
Pour another round for my team, my team
The people that been with me, man, the ones who believe
Started from the bottom, yeah they seen me with nothing
Now I come up, don't know how much we cuffin'
Motherfucker, we stuntin'