Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, this That's it, squad,
1] All bad bitches say they love me, I already know Check the, the ring that's on my finger 'cause I'm married, ho There he go, know that boy pockets is swole What's That sound familiar, never been here before Life good, 'cause I just got two hundred a show Oh no, oh no, two hundred a Overnight, all this money that I've been makin', I gave it right To all of the that made me, you know we like that Don't why your bitch wanna date me, but I can't fight that Guess you ain't done shit for her lately, not on the track If I think that sound good I gotta write that Weed man knockin' on the door, I'll be back the shit to 6ix, watch him light that Hit the studio, the shit, then mix the shit, then master it And then we do the show and they recite Bitch, I'm back, told 'em 'bout my life, told 'em 'bout my life Told 'em I was as fuck too many nights Now I see my name up on so lights, but everybody prolly think this shit done happened, happened, happened
Overnight, people think this how this happened, but they never right Acting they got it, they got it, but they never quite Seem to understand that this here deeper than all that Hustlin' the that they trap over-over-overnight People think how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that the streets like they trappin' and burnin' (woo, woo)
1] Tell me how you really feel, how you feel All they ever do is hate the boy, but now they the name me how you really feel, how you really feel All they ever do is the boy, but now I run the game Tell me how you feel, how you really feel You can hate now all you want, but shit won't ever be the me how you really feel, how you really feel You can hate me, but I'm not the reason that life is lame
2] Tell me, is it really so Really so hard, to be a good person? Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to stop like a bitch? (woo) I treated with respect and now I'm rich (woo) I treated with respect Maybe you got with your daddy, though you was bullied back in high school Maybe you are a tool
2] Maybe you're the reason, the reason The reason I fuck with nobody, and Maybe you're the reason, you're the The reason I up with nobody, and Maybe you're the reason, the reason Everybody think this here happened
Overnight, people think this how this happened, but they never right like they got it, they got it, but they never quite Seem to understand that right here deeper than all that the streets that they trap over-over-overnight People this how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin' the like they trappin' and burnin' down, shit