Uh, you have thought that from seeing me going hard That that'd motivate these to get on they job But instead they hating on what I've been Having conversations in my about what I should do for 'em What I'mma do keep rolling and dropping on 'em Pack my bags look like I'm staying for weeks but be in the morning If the flight is private, we probably board it You see it you it, I can probably afford it If niggas really felt type of way about the shit I'm doing You picked a crazy time to letting me know Cause jealousy and envy that's a for mostly bitches Not a man so you ain't one if you it show Now the money like the weed how we letting it And I holding on to shit I'm letting it go small but now we all in them bigger game All in a bigger plane, ballin' and getting
First the love was Then the paper Then the came But we rise above
First the was there the paper came Then the haters But we still rise
My is dead, but I got a contact My sharpie paint pen on my Timbo You shit, I won't respond back What they gon' get, and you want that That nigga will the deal Remember what? get for My appeal, my crib is real My as well you know...the Richard Mille And my nigga, I make her come quicker Then rock toe socks, yellow sponge I Tebow, for that eat hoes Emojis fo' me and my The love me, I'm on they TiVo I they thighs, and they kegels Skateboard, I Chanel Retweet me bitch, I'm
First the love was Then the paper Then the came But we rise above
First the was there Then the came Then the came But we rise above
Yeah, I no muscle never be muzzled I'm a piece to a I'm Robert Townsend and my words gon' Shuffle My nigga I moo, my motivation is moves foo' I get up and does do, I evenly do ten things at Multitaskin' super fast and of tattin' super pimpin' House of rollin' run a business while I'm on you bitches Doing features while watching a double feature I see you suffering from haterism, get that I take nothin' and make somethin' no breaks when the hustle's runnin' Ain't dealin' with fakes fuckin' with snakes They all in my face now they got it takes my nigga I'm straight So don't reach out I peaced out when I reached out There's no response like knockin' on an empty Yeah, so I keep on while you on what I be on and you're behind That's karma's about
First the love was the paper came Then the haters But we still rise
First the love was Then the came the haters came But we still above
Man what the fuck is with these niggas They rollin' up, let doin' a song with these niggas Claimin' they ballin', to me playin' These niggas ain't doin' what they sayin'
Man what the fuck is wrong with these They rollin' up, let alone doin' a song with niggas they ballin', to me they playin' These niggas ain't really doin' what sayin'