Lyrics
Yeah
Anybody came around, I turnt them up
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I earned this stuff
All cap aside who really turnt as us?
Academics niggas think they can’t get touched
I don’t be on computers much
Ced turned me on to YouTube
I keep tryna tell ’em I’m different from what they use to
We can’t go to war fuck this money up is what I tell the bro and them
Everybody wanna be killers now, I ain’t gon’ even go there
I know real steppers with body counts, don’t nobody know them
I won four M’s off of baccarat and didn’t even buy none’
Invest a lil’ somethin’ into MoonPay just to try somethin’
Mama get her hair done when she want she got her own salon
Tryna find a nanny that Jason like so I can keep him with me
Real gambler, plenty times I fucked it up and got it right the same night
You ever heard a little joe can change ya life
I’m talkin’ shootin’ dice I know that went over they head
And without me more than half of these rappers wouldn’t have no legs
What I mean is I’m really the reason niggas think they big as me, damn
They couldn’t see the old me I done revamped
Blue check, I’m verified, that’s if socials stop today
God knows in any circumstance that I’ma find a way
You supposed to have 57-11, but you didn’t have time to wait
I’m talkin’ ’bout Patek, this bitch just turned my savage up
Yeah, I play for the big load
Switchin’ up my pimpin’, I been tryin’ to knock a rich ho
We done did some shit you can’t forget, now you are my real bro
I told them to let it go, they still shot them
I made my first money in the trenches and I still got it
Every now and then I go an count it, can’t forget where I come from
Hope the people at my label know I’m not dumb
Get whatever I want, whenever I want it, then go number one (yeah)
Yeah, top priority they runnin’ to me
Yeah, I’m from poverty what’s a Grammy to me?
Yeah, money fuck with me it been good to me
Yeah, bitches travellin’ way from Europe to me
Listen to me, talk to me, I don’t want you naggin’ though
I didn’t want it now you got it, that ain’t nothin’ to brag about
You been out here playin’ for the minimum, watch me max ’em out
I went from the projects to Zürich, shoebox to Swiss accounts
Million dollar meetings, collared shirt I left my cup in the car
I’ma bring the ghetto to the light, can’t leave them stuck in the dark
I just told the lawyers, keep on fightin’, bro can’t be stuck in no box
We be postin’ pictures while we there, we don’t give a fuck ’bout no opps (yeah)
How she not gonna tell her friend she really fuckin’ a star?
She too cute to ride a Uber so I bought her a car
They been tryin’ to catch up with me, I’m just already far
Don’t gotta ride no nigga’s wave, bro, I’m already gnarly
I’m already gnarly
Don’t gotta ride no nigga’s wave, bro, I’m already gnarly
I’m already gnarly
This shit lit, I’m in my bag, nobody fuckin’ this vibe up
Fuckin’ this vibe up
This shit lit, I’m in my bag, nobody fuckin’ this vibe up
Fuckin’ this vibe up
Yeah, top priority they runnin’ to me
Yeah, I’m from poverty what’s a Grammy to me?
Yeah, money fuck with me it been good to me
Yeah, bitches travellin’ way from Europe to me
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