Sick and tired of people Thinkin ain't no star in me Wanna book me for the club Don't wanna pay that fee I'm going up like the bubble In champagne I drink Turning up to meek mill Cause nightmares I dream You won't feel me til Everybody you know Wish bad on your success And couldn't take it That you grew Focus on the level up Taking my daughter back to school Put a mil in her account And swim in water that is blue Houston put me on their wings Now I'm chasing that cheddar More sauce than wing stop And American deli We got drums for anyone Who wanna bet disrespectful Flat line a nigga quick I'm talking lemon and pepper bitch Now yall done got me started I won't rap about my pussy Or what's in that nigga wallet They dick ride when the clout come Waiting on my outcome Fuck you if you ain't believe Fuck yo opinions if you got some Tryna tell em that I'm built like that Been tryna keep it very cute Cause you win like that Think twice with your buttons Before you send like that That might've went over your head Just know I been like that Whole gang folded And it hurted my pride We ain't ordering no food But they choosing them sides Think it's time to cut it out Cause I ain't pay it no mind Tread light how you stepping Before you die on that line And I ain't never gon stop in this bitch Thought I told y'all once before I got the locks in this bitch Eating beats too much I'm finna pop in this bitch Ain't nothing funny I ain't Chris You'll get rocked for a diss Used to park in the back Just to hide my car Now I valet in the front And don't you go too far Slimey bitches wanna end me I'm mufasa you scar Idris Elba with the moves You better take what's yours I ain't talking bout a job But kilo gon blow Never stop a red lights You know they creepin slow They be watching from afar Better enjoy this show Sun ain't gotta be beamin For you to see this glow They be starving for attention Someone come feed this hoe Broke niggas be the loudest They be screaming BROKE Auuughhh Get ya bread up They waiting on me to let up I'm what's now and what's next Not with the beef You better ketchup Get ya bread up They waiting on me to let up I'm what's now and what's next Not with the beef You better ketchup I ain't talkin decorations When I tell you it's a set up I ain't talkin swimming pools When I say I'll get you wet up Tick tick boom I think it's time I really went off Got this shit on lock man Fuck you and yo letter Play with yo pussy Don't come playing with me I put my hand around the game And then I gave it a squeeze Never worry bout chasin niggas Cause I'm chasing my dream Never worry bout chasing niggas Cause I'm chasing my dream (2x) Pay me all my money I ain't rapping for free When they talk bout who the hardest They come asking for me You ain't gotta co-sign Already rep for my team Finna take off on you hoes Already strapped in my seat Money started looking funny Went back and trapped for a week Slept on now I'm winning Look who's clapping for me May not look it all the time But bitch I'm definitely street Learn the game through the struggle Cause the lesson is free Asked got to change my heart He dropped his blessings on me Mannnnn What you know bout being broke And you hungry What you know bout hitting that pole For some money I popped up they ain't know that I was coming I got a problem I'm addicted To stunting I got the crowd going crazy Yeah they crumpin Generator cause I keep The shit runnin Fuck the fame I'm tryna get to the money I won't talkin bout a job But kilo him blowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
