Yeah, you get to where I'm at You gotta remind 'em the fuck you at Every time they talkin' it's your back Gotta learn to 'em up and then attack They gon' say your name on them gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' map And ain't no one where the fuck it's at out to the G's from the ends We don't love no girls the ends I'm gon hit 'em with the wham again I'mma end up as a man in the end, dog just apparent every year Only see the truth I'm staring in the mirror at myself like, there it is there Yeah, like there it is man, hoo I tryna chance it I be with the bands like a nigga went to State Or Young Nick Cannon the snare drum, dancin' Watch the way I it, uh Bring it to the bedroom, you that shit is candle lit She I'm the man with it, uh With the bands like I must've went to Clark, to Hampton I ain't playin' it
I ain't the pressure in a little while It's gonna some getting used to Floatin' all the city with the windows down Puttin' on I used to They never told me you get the crown It's gon' take getting used to New friends all in their old now They love you like they used to man
Way more gully gully than buddy Never needed your acceptance, needed nothin' You don't understand, I'm the only one to from You don't understand it's me or nothin' Yea, I'm glowin' up Shaq postin' up on niggas I used to have posters of Real man, you couldn't have hated that Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it Wooh, dance our dance, watch me fuckin' with the best man, I'm too advanced After this I got new demands meet the terms, keep it movin' then Make the plane got a phone now So when we bout to land I can call to the wolves I'm home now I'll 'em link up at the valley at the Hazy Think I had the shit that had the going crazy
I ain't felt the pressure in a little It's gonna take some used to Floatin' all through the city with the down Puttin' on like I to They never told me when you get the It's gon' some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like they to man
When you get to the fuck I'm at You gotta 'em about where you been About all of the money that done came and About the two cents I never spent When they say you're too famous to a gat I gotta 'em about where I'm from Not about where I'm going, about where I've Stepping on a Swisher like a stepping stone Goin' at a throat like a herringbone Boy do I beef? Mmmm pheromones Got a fuckin' halo over my devil Trap pumpin' all night like Suck a nigga for a iPhone 6 Fuck my Terry for a new Blackberry You can get buried for a of Katy Perry I was only five but remember the drought in '87 Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to games with 'em I ain't got no Tell her I love her and I hate her in the same sentence I'm her mind I got, mind over Deebo my panino Promethazine Pinot And my bloods start shootin' that's B-roll bitch
I ain't felt the pressure in a little It's gonna take getting used to Floatin' all through the city with the windows Puttin' on like I to They never me when you get the crown It's gon' take some getting to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like used to man