Yeah, you get to where I'm at You gotta 'em where the fuck you at Every time they talkin' it's behind your Gotta learn to line 'em up and then They gon' say your name on airwaves They gon' hit you up right after like it's rap Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' map And ain't told no one where the it's at Shout out to the G's from the We don't love no from the ends I'm gon hit 'em the wham once again I'mma end up as a man in the end, dog It's just apparent every see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror Lookin' at myself like, there it is Yeah, like it is there man, hoo I tryna chance it I be with the bands like a went to Jackson State Or Nick Cannon with 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 the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton I ain't playin' it
I ain't the pressure in a little while It's gonna take getting used to all through the city with the windows down Puttin' on I used to They never me when you get the crown It's gon' take some getting to New friends all in their old now They love you like they used to man
Way more gully than buddy buddy Never needed your acceptance, never needed You don't understand, I'm the one to hear from You don't understand that me or nothin' Yea, I'm fuckin' up Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to posters of Real man, you couldn't have hated that Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have it that Wooh, dance our dance, watch me You're fuckin' with the man, I'm too advanced After drop I got new demands Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' Make sure the got a phone now So we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now tell '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 while It's gonna take some getting to Floatin' all through the city with the windows Puttin' on like I to They never me when you get the crown It's take some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you they used to man
When you get to where the I'm at You gotta remind 'em about where you About all of the money that came and went the two cents I ain't never spent When they say you're too to pack a gat I gotta remind 'em where I'm from Not about I'm going, about where I've gone Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stone Goin' at a nigga throat like a Boy do I beef? Mmmm pheromones Got a fuckin' halo over my horns Trap all night like Chevron Suck a nigga for a iPhone 6 Fuck my nigga Terry for a new You can get for a ounce of Katy Perry I was only five but still the drought in '87 Lord 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em I ain't got no Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same I'm fuckin' her I got, mind over Deebo Parmesan my over Pinot And when my bloods start shootin' B-roll bitch
I ain't the pressure in a little while It's take some getting used to all through the city with the windows down Puttin' on like I to They never me when you get the crown It's take some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like they to man