Yeah, you get to where I'm at You remind 'em where the fuck you at Every time talkin' it's behind your back Gotta learn to line 'em up and then They gon' say your on them airwaves They gon' hit you up 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 from the We don't no girls from the ends I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once always end up as a man in the end, dog It's apparent every year Only see the when I'm staring in the mirror Lookin' at myself like, it is there 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 Cannon with the snare drum, Watch the way I it, uh Bring it to the bedroom, you know shit is candle lit She I'm the man with it, uh With the like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton I playin' with it
I ain't felt the pressure in a little It's gonna take some used to Floatin' all the city with the windows down Puttin' on I used to They never me when you get the crown It's gon' some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like 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 it's me or Yea, I'm glowin' up Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to posters of Real quick man, you couldn't have that Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it Wooh, our dance, watch me dance 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 we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now I'll tell 'em link up at the valley at the Think I had the shit that had the going crazy
I ain't felt the in a little while gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all through the with the windows down on like 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 don't love you like they to man
When you get to the fuck I'm at You gotta remind 'em about you been About all of the that done came and went About the two cents I ain't spent they say you're too famous to pack a gat I gotta remind 'em about where I'm Not where I'm going, about where I've gone Stepping on a Swisher like a stepping stone Goin' at a nigga throat a herringbone Boy do I beef? Mmmm pheromones Got a fuckin' over my devil horns Trap pumpin' all like Chevron Suck a nigga dick for a 6 Fuck my Terry for a new Blackberry You can get buried for a ounce of Katy I was only five but remember the drought in '87 Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no to play games with 'em I got no time her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence 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 felt the in a little while It's gonna some 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 take some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like they to man