Uh, you would have thought that from seeing me hard That that'd motivate motherfuckers to get on they job But instead they hating on what I've been Having conversations in my face about what I do for 'em What I'mma do keep and dropping weed on 'em Pack my bags like I'm staying for weeks but be gone in the morning If the flight is private, we should board it You see it you it, I can probably afford it If niggas really some type of way about the shit I'm doing You picked a crazy time to letting me know Cause jealousy and envy that's a for mostly bitches Not a man so you ain't one if you it show Now the money like the weed how we letting it And I ain't holding on to I'm letting it go small but now we all in them bigger game All in a bigger plane, ballin' and paid
First the was there the paper came Then the came But we still above
First the was there Then the came Then the came But we still rise
My is dead, but I got a contact My paint pen on my Timbo combats You talk shit, I respond back What they get, and you don't want that That nigga will the deal Remember get for real My whip appeal, my crib is My wrist as you know...the Richard Mille And my grunge nigga, I make her quicker Then rock toe socks, sponge nigga I Tebow, for hoes eat hoes fo' me and my people The love me, I'm on they TiVo I work thighs, and they kegels Skateboard, I Chanel me bitch, I'm Pharrell
First the love was Then the paper Then the haters But we still rise
First the was there Then the paper Then the came But we still rise
Yeah, I hustle no I'll never be I'm a piece to a I'm Robert Townsend and my words gon' Hollywood My I move moo, my motivation is moves foo' I get up and does do, I do ten things at once Multitaskin' super fast and of tattin' super pimpin' House of rollin' run a business while I'm on you bitches Doing features while a double feature nigga I see you suffering haterism, get that check I take nothin' and make there's no breaks when the hustle's runnin' Ain't dealin' with ain't fuckin' with snakes They all in my face now got what it takes my nigga I'm straight So don't reach out I peaced out when I reached out no response like knockin' on an empty house Yeah, so I keep on you peep on what I be on and you're behind what karma's about
First the was there Then the paper Then the haters But we rise above
First the was there the paper came Then the came But we still rise
Man what the fuck is wrong these niggas They rollin' up, let doin' a song with these niggas Claimin' they ballin', to me they These niggas ain't really what they sayin'
Man what the fuck is wrong with these They up, let alone doin' a song with these niggas Claimin' they ballin', to me playin' These niggas ain't doin' what they sayin'