In It by Xyz (rapper) Lyrics
Chorus:
Squad Be In It(x8)
Angels in my city ain't no angels in my city though
If I see an opportunity I get it quick and go
Smarter than you other niggas, honor roll
Make a hit then come back, call it Merry go
For instance, who the hell is these other dudes?
Squad kicking goals it’s the Barcelona crew
Mess with us? I’d advise you not to
Hit dat nigga wit the flame cause I’m Natsu
They wanna trap a brick when a pack lands
I eat the game up I’m its Pac-Man
Spicing up the game, cause it’s too bland
I’m the realist, what dontcha understand?
When they get the upper hand imma flip the switch
Got my eyes on the target so I’ll never miss
Nigga get a grip, hit it with the swish
Dontcha’ come up in my cit with dat bullshit
Chorus
Like I said I’m the realist that you’ve ever seen
Yeah I’m young, but nigga that don’t mean a thing
I mean what’s a King to a triple G?
It’s a double team, shot em with da 23
Yeah I took his life like I told it leave
Yall some phonies that’s make believe
I’m a vegetarian, so don’t bring the beef
Don’t be dissing me, your girl right here kissing me
Gold plated balconies in my faculties
Money isn’t nothing, toss it casually
Let’s be real, I don’t want fatalities
Man up motherfucker its reality
No peaches and cream streets is Guillotine
Ain't no cover zone man we blitzing these
You can’t read the trap it’s in Trapinese
Xyz is the last that you’ll ever see
Chorus
Squad Be In It(x8)
Angels in my city ain't no angels in my city though
If I see an opportunity I get it quick and go
Smarter than you other niggas, honor roll
Make a hit then come back, call it Merry go
For instance, who the hell is these other dudes?
Squad kicking goals it’s the Barcelona crew
Mess with us? I’d advise you not to
Hit dat nigga wit the flame cause I’m Natsu
They wanna trap a brick when a pack lands
I eat the game up I’m its Pac-Man
Spicing up the game, cause it’s too bland
I’m the realist, what dontcha understand?
When they get the upper hand imma flip the switch
Got my eyes on the target so I’ll never miss
Nigga get a grip, hit it with the swish
Dontcha’ come up in my cit with dat bullshit
Chorus
Like I said I’m the realist that you’ve ever seen
Yeah I’m young, but nigga that don’t mean a thing
I mean what’s a King to a triple G?
It’s a double team, shot em with da 23
Yeah I took his life like I told it leave
Yall some phonies that’s make believe
I’m a vegetarian, so don’t bring the beef
Don’t be dissing me, your girl right here kissing me
Gold plated balconies in my faculties
Money isn’t nothing, toss it casually
Let’s be real, I don’t want fatalities
Man up motherfucker its reality
No peaches and cream streets is Guillotine
Ain't no cover zone man we blitzing these
You can’t read the trap it’s in Trapinese
Xyz is the last that you’ll ever see
Chorus