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