SwaVay – Go Shorty Lyrics

SwaVay – Go Shorty Lyrics

Go Shorty Lyrics by SwaVay

[Intro]
Amen

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, yeah
How many more times can I tell you I love you before you get it?
Uh, yeah
How many more times can you injure my heart before you split it?

[Chorus]
Uh, they all tellin’ me, “Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go” (Yeah)
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, uh
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, uh (Yeah)
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, yeah

[Verse 1]
Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and come up on a brick
I’m from Atlanta, stand and walk up on your mans, come up on a lick
When I was a little jit, all I wanted was to be like 50 Cent
I mean, all I wanted was to be legit
Adolescence thinkin’ all I wanted was to sign a record deal
Start for the Knicks, pay me all this money, nigga won’t miss
Guarantee a nigga makin’ straight hits
Always knew this ghetto livin’ wasn’t it
Know if I don’t make it, all my niggas pissed
Know I’m supposed to sit right at the top with Kendrick
You know when all these hoes gon’ be all on our dick
When I sit at the top of every motherfuckin’ list
So I spend my whole tryna make sure every single bar meant somethin’ to me
And makin’ sure every album was somethin’ to see
Always know that I was somethin’ to be
Wonder if Metro saw somethin’ in me
With my first time pullin’ up to the studio
Nervous as hell, rappin’ my life out
Would have stayed in the studio with him ’til the lights out, yeah
Nigga must got me bent
Thinkin’ that I’m ever gon’ go back to times when a nigga couldn’t pay that rent
Nigga must got me fucked up
Thinkin’ that I’m ever gon’ go back to times when a nigga was just a little busta
Juggin’, finesser, adjuster (Uh)
Bad little motherfucker (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, yeah
How many more times can I tell you I love you before you get it?
Uh, yeah
How many more times can you injure my heart (Injure my heart) before you split it? (My heart)

[Chorus]
Uh, they all tellin’ me, “Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go” (Yeah)
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, uh
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, uh (Yeah)
Go, shorty, shorty, go, shorty, shorty, go, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, all I need is my bible and my gun
Fall off today, back to black Air Force 1s
Real ghetto lil’ baby, bitch, I don’t play ’bout my funds
Bitch, it’s Dre, hella kids, I’m Nicki Minaj about my sons
Uh, and I run that house, no Rev Run
I just checked the weather for ten years and it’s sunny (And it’s sunny)
Top three, no Joe Budden and can nobody take from me (Can’t take from me)
My bitch got that water, I ain’t talking ’bout Dasani (No Das’)

[Interlude]
Ah, ah, just let me get mines first
Then after I get mines, you can do what you wanna do, right?

[Verse 3]
Came out the water to kill everybody, I’m feelin’ like Jason
I don’t see how you could look in the mirror doin’ all that fakin’
Every night, prayed to God, tryna sign this deal, didn’t know if I’d make it
Didn’t have no money, I would go to sleep, my stomach was achin’
Thank God, I met ‘Tro, I don’t know where to go, didn’t have no patience
Didn’t have no hoes, only had my bros, my niggas was waitin’
And I want everything I need, ten toes, stayed on my feet
I’ma talk to ’em like Key, no nigga handed me the keys
Always knew I had to hit the league
And I put it on game, motherfuck this fame
Never switch up game, never switch up lanes
And I’m ’bout to get it in a little bit
Used to run ’round the 6, six niggas, I’m the one with the stick
Sick nigga, probably fuckin’ your bitch
Back as a jit, I hit a lick
Caught me a brick, I make it flip
Mama would trip, I had to find me a new place to live
Then I got rich, bought her a whip
I swear the money made all us forget
I could have signed like back in ’09, yeah, since a lil’ kid, I had the hits
I never miss, I never quit, I never bitch, mama raised no bitch
And I ain’t gon’ stop, I’m never gon’ flop
And the world gon’ **** when my album drop
And I bet this **** gonna make her pop
And I hit Pyrex when I need that lob

[Outro]
Hey Dre, I’m like ten minutes down the road, bruh
You better come outside
Nigga, no we ain’t no goddamn ten minutes away, bruh
Goddamn, bruh, chill, bruh
Sittin’ here lyin’ on this goddamn phone
Ayy, bruh, I’m ten minutes down the road, bruh, put your shoes on
Come outside, bruh, you know what we gotta do (Ayy, look at that ho, look at that ho, look at that ho, bruh, look at that ho)
Where? Oh, shit
Damn, ayy, shawty, ayy (COUPE)
Damn, bruh I gotta get some goddamn cash (20Rocket on this bitch so it’s gon’ knock), fuck, damn