[Chorus] You think that this was fuckin' handed over to me But I sweat my ass for every dime of all this money And you don't wanna know what I went through for this green 'Cause I work, work, work, work, work, work, work For this white picket fence
[Verse 1] Oh my God, I'm so privileged, yeah, I'm so lucky I'm born into riches, ain't worked for this money I just got all of this handed to me It's like all of this happened magic-a-lly Mommy and daddy, big brother and sister Golden retriever, got lobster for dinner Got a maid and butler on call with a button Beach house in the summer, PJ like it's nothing Nah bitch, you wish, that's not what my life was, that's not how it is I roll on the metro, [?] Been trappin' with mom, growin' weed in thе crib Always had two jobs, ain't no fam to chip in We did it on our own, that's just how we get it My mom always taught mе to save and I spend it White trash at its finest, no shame, I admit it My life wasn't nicest but I stayed persistent
[Chorus] You think that this was fuckin' handed over to me But I sweat my ass for every dime of all this money And you don't wanna know what I went through for this green 'Cause I work, work, work, work, work, work, work For this white picket fence
[Verse 2] Yo, who you talkin' bout, that girl from the show? Way she do music, no way she could flow I heard she Young Money, but then she got dropped Set up to blow, so why she ain't popped? Bitch thinks she can rap, she ain't with the culture She tryin' too hard, she dumb, she a vulture Whatever fam, she on 'cause she pretty She paid for them features and gave 'em the kitty That's me on TV, shout out to Rob He gave me a check when a bitch had no job Yeah, he my fam, I love him for life But hip-hop my blood, been rappin' since five Ain't gonna listen to haters that's wishin' for my disposition, fuck all competition Bite them, I'm switchin' my style up, I'm hittin' And fuck it, you missin', 'cause swingin' means livin'
[Chorus] You think that this was fuckin' handed over to me But I sweat my ass for every dime of all this money And you don't wanna know what I went through for this green 'Cause I work, work, work, work, work, work, work For this white picket fence For this white picket fence For this white picket fenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
