Yeah, when you get to I'm at You remind 'em where the fuck you at time they 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 right after like it's rap Jewels like 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 love no girls from the ends I'm gon hit 'em with the 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, like it is there man, hoo I tryna chance it I be with the bands like a nigga to Jackson State Or Young Nick Cannon the snare drum, dancin' Watch the way I it, uh Bring it to the bedroom, you know 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 playin' with it
I ain't the pressure in a little while gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all the city with the windows down Puttin' on I used to They told me when you get the crown It's gon' take getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you like used to man
Way more gully gully buddy buddy Never needed your acceptance, needed nothin' You don't understand, I'm the only one to hear You understand that it's me or nothin' Yea, I'm glowin' up Shaq postin' up on that I used to have posters of Real quick man, you have hated that Let's be real nigga, you have made it that Wooh, dance our dance, watch me You're fuckin' with the man, I'm too advanced After this drop I got new Can't the terms, keep it movin' then Make sure the got a phone now So when we bout to land I can call to the wolves I'm home now tell 'em link up at the valley at the Hazy Think I had the shit that had the city going
I ain't the pressure in a little while gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all through the city with the down Puttin' on I used to They never told me you get the crown gon' take some getting used to New friends all in old feelings now They don't love you they used to man
you get to where the fuck I'm at You gotta remind 'em about you been all of the money that done came and went About the two cents I ain't never When say you're too famous to pack a gat I gotta remind 'em about I'm from Not about where I'm going, about where I've Stepping on a Swisher roach a stepping stone Goin' at a nigga throat like a Boy do I smell beef? Mmmm Got a halo over my devil horns Trap pumpin' all night Chevron Suck a nigga dick for a 6 Fuck my Terry for a new Blackberry You can get buried for a ounce of Perry I was only five but still remember the 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 her and I hate her in the same sentence I'm fuckin' her I got, mind control over my panino Promethazine Pinot And when my bloods start that's B-roll bitch
I ain't felt the in a little while It's gonna some getting used to Floatin' all through the with the windows down Puttin' on like I to They never told me when you get the gon' take some getting used to New all in their old feelings now They don't love you they used to man