Lyrics:
are moving, I schedule it
The haters are nothing but dead to me
But fool they ain't never forgetting me, mmm
I love that she getting me
She loving me
that money back
Do the money attack, yeah, this a back, yeah
Man on a mission, driven by ambition
You do the addition and you see my definition
If you
the homies
Holler out É, if ya feel me
Haters in the rear, steer clear of the phonies
Fuck what they say, they don't know me
Hands on ya bae, by default she
na na na na na na
[Chorus]
This day right here is really rough
These girls out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have
approval rating by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo' back to the curve bra, like sanitation worker
'Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all
still don't understand fool? (Camp Wu)
It's Camp Wu
Transform on you
(Click-Clack-Boom) , Blam on you
Treadmill, your man's beat and ran on you
It's hot
Clap your hands for the man
Yeah, clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell
right hand on my chest, yes
By the grace of God, man, I'm the best, yes
Leave all of them haters, make dem vex, 'cause dem no go rest
E be why me I dey
walking, talking trynna' do it like me
No you don't do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they
Lesson one my man, go on and do what you do
And you need to get the rifle or you worried bout two
Cause I'm hated by many, and loved by few
But I kill down
exactly what you earned
You gon' fool wid the Drex it's like a tax return
When I'm in the two-five
Just walk on by, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my
man a chasing the cheddar
Could a be a night, could a be a day
We nuh watch dem, all a dem a pon fool
So we tell em we a confuse
Like Nessie Mandela,
Hey
The summer nights
Are getting cooler
Listen up I ain't gon
Fool ya
King of my own shit
Baby no bullshit
Forget ya man
He a loser
Speaking that
around wit chickens like I came from a farm, man
I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down,
[Skit]
Nelly: Callin these niggaz mayn
(*phone ringing*)
Nelly: Got me up on wait
Man: Can you get that nigga
Nelly: I know these niggaz is home
and a motherfucker proud fool-assed ridiculous
Straight fuckin em up like that, throw me my strap man
Feel me
Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head
stop me
Promoting myself, what a fine night
How can you hate me I'm the most loveable out
Since loverboy matt had the women by the mouth
And now I'm just
Man I am a Shelby but I ain't no ford
You hating my art cause you cannot afford
It goes just like the OG's calling me the Lord
In fights I am like
the motto: To each his own
Got speed, its on
Flesh freed, he home
Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan
Designed by the Man upstairs
This testimony
frontin I hope on the case
Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my dogg
Burned by Devils and Angels
This type of life can change you
It'll rearrange you molecules
Are you the man pulling the strings
Or the fool having them
or be a man a forget it
I know I said a lot stupid shit but do I regret it
Nah, y'all can kiss the cheeks of my ass if offended
I'm gettin' sick of these
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and sisters we're gathered here today
To listen to a young man that's on fiiya
You sittin in the church wit reverend charlie
got my intellect in tact
I’m a G O A T and that’s a fact
I’m an inferno too
We savages and outlaws we don’t play by no rules
Man I know that we won't
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