Yeah, you think I like having to do this to you niggas
You think I like pulling up on hurting feelings You think I like crushing egos on niggas
Trying to reload because I know they not shooting niggas
Look at what I had to do with us How you failed band camp, you could've blew
with us Elevators sent way down to move em up
You doing right but we don't care, we call that doing rust
Take the end out of munch cause you not eating much
I got my bread in the crunch like I'm E -Dutch Yeah the waves started micro, we heating up
I left my left eye open, niggas creeping up I got chili, I was rapping in bars in Atlanta
Pulled up in a Uber, J. Cole, he took the Phantom Going ghost on the buster, my go -yard
is mustard The Cartier, Crow, Rich Creek, I'm eating
custard Flew a bitch from Buffalo, my Cartier's Buffalo
My wing sauce is buffalo, I'm way too hot I worked a doe like a dominoes, they spotted
him like dominoes They knocked him down like dominoes, his ass
got popped Oh my mama, I've been doing different
Oh my mama, I've been trying my fucking best Not to be out here tripping
Come from immigrants, I'm living different We was fooling with them cars, we should've
been magicians Yeah, what don't I get about saving money?
I know I made money, so why the fuck is it I can't stack up?
My little brother like to toast, something like a little boat
When he hit you with that yacht, he bet you niggas act up
Life, period, city boys Got a bus, making noise
The little shit is all progress Just gotta trust the product process
Boy, I finally get to talk some shit Boy, I finally get to say some words
The way I speak so direct on these songs It's like I didn't even make a verse
I get paid for my play on words In Indonesia, walking and connecting with
the people I done spent a lot of money and we still not
equal I flex by giving back cause there's other
s**t I could do But wouldn't sleep well, real nigga so true
Uh, don't excuse me from the vices I take care of business first and then I'm
swiping I'm in the club looking so undelighted
You in my section looking so uninvited You sending bottles but you talk shit in
private I see the future, baby, I'm just being honest
For every time I thought I was ready I had to find out that God was on the sideline
yelling time out Got my Rolex gold with diamonds around the
rim Looking for some more shit to put some diamonds
in Might put them all on a Kool -Aid pitcher
Just to let them know where I came from, nigga
I remember when we was burning steaks on the stove
Now it's medium steaks on a lake in a boat
My bank called, they said you making progress You just gotta trust the product process
