Kick the Door Down

[Produced by Murda Beats] [Intro] All this time All them niggas we done tried them We done tried to warn 'em All these other labels we done tried to warn 'em All these fuck niggas we done tried to warn 'em [Bridge] They ain’t wanna let a nigga in So we had to kick the door down They ain’t wanna let a nigga in They ain’t wanna let a nigga in They ain’t wanna let a nigga in [Hook: Quavo] They ain’t wanna let a nigga in So we had to kick the door down They ain’t wanna let a nigga in So we had to kick the door down They ain’t wanna see a nigga win So we had to kick the door down They ain’t wanna see a nigga win Better let us in or we gon' kick the door down [Verse 1: Quavo] Better let us in or we gon' kick this door down Got heavy artillery, Glock 9’s, SK’s (What else? Hundred rounds!) I’m lookin' around, I’m lining 'em up, yo artist is takin' the sound The industry won't let us in, fuck it, kick the door down I told 'em that day would come, now we on top Look at them, watch how they run try to get they spot They wanna be kin, they wanna be friends, they tryna get in You think that day I don’t remember you? You don’t let us in [Hook] [Verse 2: Losie] They ain’t wanna see a nigga in We independent and we countin' Benjamins The rap game got no friends Nigga fight, nigga pretend Nigga act like yo man Nigga won’t even give you a hand Nigga talk behind yo back Won’t happen if you ain’t got a sack This a true story real facts Make the whole world roger that And QC fuck ? Hunned bands, watch them fat We done ran up a check In the rap game I sit back [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] All the hoes wasn't fuckin' with me back then But all the bitches wanna fuck Young Guapo now Ten promoters at my fuckin back end Got a pint of lean whenever Guapo fly in town Motherfuck the rap game and industry The streets they taught me never show no sympathy I swear I never thought I’d be on MTV Them M&Ms the only thing that interest me I know why they envy me [Hook] [Verse 4: MPA Duke] Back then they wasn't fuckin' with me Now they can’t get enough of me Now the cameras out and they flashin' Paparazzi takin' pictures Young independent niggas ballin like the major league I think they done caught a disease I’m allergic to brokanese Young nigga came from the bottom To the top I had to grind I was on the block fore the sunrise So a young nigga like me had to shine Came a long way from bustin' bands and servin' Ziploc Solid foundation, QC the label We hangin' above the label [Hook]