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By Any Means Video (MV)




Performed By: Six
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: T’Dai Anderson
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Six - By Any Means Lyrics
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Haha
Yeah
6
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Nigga huh
The only thing on the mind of shark is eat
By any means Imma get this cheese
And I keep a 9 stuffed in my purple jeans
But what do you expect, I'm from outta G
I feel like Richey tell them Niggas I don't need no help
All I need God & I'm gone go do the rest myself
Was in field calling plays, earned my stripes like a ref
Stayed down and got right when everything went left
Yeah Welcome to da Ville woe
Before I tell a lie, I'll rather tell you what it is woe
Going fishing Legal or illegal, I reel it in woe
You'd think I know Bobby how I stay blowing fin woe
Yeah Hold up let me pop it off
Pocket fulla money I don't care nothing bout no clout at all
Gotta big thick ole cougar like to top me off
Put her leg in the air and play with it before I knock her off
Guess she like the way I pop it
Niggas ain't really eating, they just hang round niggas who got it
And he know he ain't no demon, he click up with niggas who bout it
I'm the blueprint, they sit and watch me and then they copy
Remember I used to only want a couple grand
Until the first time I seen like 80 bands in plastic bags
Hmph That made me want it bad
Made me go and get some cash
I ain't no Youngboy, can't never see me going broke again
I heard what's his name moved back with his mama and don't come out the door
Well I just bought a crib some with some acres that I still ain't explore
& I don't even trip bout the drip, my kids rock designer clothes
I'm living better now than I was when my dawg frontin loads
Nigga & I'm gone still get it
Got some dawgs been thugging since we jits and they still with it
Might be smiling but it ain't no game I Feel like Ben Simmons
Hold on dawg What you mean dawg? I ain't even bout to play with niggas
I'm on my grind trying to be better woe
Soon as I hit this number I'm trying to reach I'm going to Delevoe
& I can't even cap if these your highs, I'll get you better lows
Was sad hopped up in that thing put it in sport I'm in a better mode
The sky the limit, that's what Wayne said
Flow stupid, kinda bars leave you brain dead
I'm bout to hit Atlanta, hit up good times and spend some bread
Then hit Miami, have a good time and get some head
The only thing on the mind of shark is eat
By any means Imma get this cheese
And I keep a 9 stuffed in my purple jeans
But what do you expect, I'm from outta G
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English

Haha
Yeah
6
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Nigga huh
The only thing on the mind of shark is eat
By any means Imma get this cheese
And I keep a 9 stuffed in my purple jeans
But what do you expect, I'm from outta G
I feel like Richey tell them Niggas I don't need no help
All I need God & I'm gone go do the rest myself
Was in field calling plays, earned my stripes like a ref
Stayed down and got right when everything went left
Yeah Welcome to da Ville woe
Before I tell a lie, I'll rather tell you what it is woe
Going fishing Legal or illegal, I reel it in woe
You'd think I know Bobby how I stay blowing fin woe
Yeah Hold up let me pop it off
Pocket fulla money I don't care nothing bout no clout at all
Gotta big thick ole cougar like to top me off
Put her leg in the air and play with it before I knock her off
Guess she like the way I pop it
Niggas ain't really eating, they just hang round niggas who got it
And he know he ain't no demon, he click up with niggas who bout it
I'm the blueprint, they sit and watch me and then they copy
Remember I used to only want a couple grand
Until the first time I seen like 80 bands in plastic bags
Hmph That made me want it bad
Made me go and get some cash
I ain't no Youngboy, can't never see me going broke again
I heard what's his name moved back with his mama and don't come out the door
Well I just bought a crib some with some acres that I still ain't explore
& I don't even trip bout the drip, my kids rock designer clothes
I'm living better now than I was when my dawg frontin loads
Nigga & I'm gone still get it
Got some dawgs been thugging since we jits and they still with it
Might be smiling but it ain't no game I Feel like Ben Simmons
Hold on dawg What you mean dawg? I ain't even bout to play with niggas
I'm on my grind trying to be better woe
Soon as I hit this number I'm trying to reach I'm going to Delevoe
& I can't even cap if these your highs, I'll get you better lows
Was sad hopped up in that thing put it in sport I'm in a better mode
The sky the limit, that's what Wayne said
Flow stupid, kinda bars leave you brain dead
I'm bout to hit Atlanta, hit up good times and spend some bread
Then hit Miami, have a good time and get some head
The only thing on the mind of shark is eat
By any means Imma get this cheese
And I keep a 9 stuffed in my purple jeans
But what do you expect, I'm from outta G
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Writer: T’Dai Anderson
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