Yeah, when you get to I'm at You gotta 'em where the fuck you at Every time they talkin' it's behind back Gotta learn to line 'em up and then They gon' say name on them airwaves gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' map And told no one where the fuck it's at Shout out to the G's the ends We don't love no girls from the I'm gon hit 'em with the wham again I'mma end up as a man in the end, dog It's just every year Only see the truth when I'm staring in the at myself like, there it is there Yeah, like there it is man, hoo I ain't chance it I be the bands like a nigga went to Jackson State Or Young Cannon with the snare drum, dancin' Watch the way I it, uh Bring it to the bedroom, you that shit is candle lit She know I'm the man it, uh the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton I ain't playin' it
I ain't felt the pressure in a while gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all through the city the windows down Puttin' on like I to They never me when you get the crown gon' take some getting used to New friends all in their old now They don't you like they used to man
Way more gully than buddy buddy Never needed acceptance, never needed nothin' You understand, I'm the only one to hear from You don't understand that me or nothin' Yea, I'm fuckin' up Shaq postin' up on niggas that I to have posters of quick man, you couldn't have hated that Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it Wooh, dance our dance, me dance You're fuckin' the best man, I'm too advanced this drop I got new demands Can't the terms, keep it movin' then sure 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 link up at the at the Hazy I had the shit that had the city going crazy
I ain't felt the in a little while It's take some getting used to Floatin' all through the with the windows down Puttin' on like I to They told me when you get the crown It's gon' take some getting to New friends all in their old now They don't love you like used to man
When you get to where the I'm at You gotta remind 'em where you been About all of the money that done and went About the two cents I ain't 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 roach like a stepping stone Goin' at a throat like a herringbone Boy do I smell beef? pheromones Got a fuckin' halo over my devil Trap pumpin' all like Chevron Suck a nigga dick for a 6 Fuck my nigga for a new Blackberry You can get buried for a ounce of Perry I was only but still remember the drought in '87 tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em I got no time Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the sentence I'm fuckin' her I got, mind over Deebo my panino Promethazine Pinot And when my bloods start shootin' that's bitch
I ain't felt the in a little while gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all through the city with the windows on like I used to They never told me you get the crown It's gon' take some used to New all in their old feelings now They don't love you they used to man