Lyrics:
Thought I'd love to be famous
I'm surrounded by the hate
They don't understand it's dangerous
Never see me face to face
Everybody talk big,
the four-fifth on me
Only two clips, so the other clip don't get lonely
Sig-sauer on me, no shit, homie, know me? (Yeah)
Get in work for me, pumpin' nicks,
I'm
gone, I take my chance, nah,
440 didn't give me time, but now they got they hands out
Now I got a rockstar, baby, I just got a Glock, now the pop
cashier
Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
Take my verses too serious, you'll hate me
'Cause I'm
cashier
Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
Take my verses too serious, you'll hate me
'Cause I'm
to think that the dope game is my callin'
'Cause it got us singing lullabies to our fallen
Goodnight friend, 'til we meet again
But for now, in your name,
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
on my shit now didn't
Think Pittsburgh had a chance 'til
They heard young Wiz
So I came and I put the city's name on me
Niggas got the nerve to hate on me
to whip my circle back in shape, and now they tip top
Just tryna balance life between these ziplocs and TikToks
Instagram models begging me to come see
(yeah)
100K downstairs by the trey pound
But if they wonderin' who runnin' the A now?
Yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know
(yeah)
100K downstairs by the trey pound
But if they wonderin' who runnin' the A now?
Yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know
finna dive in trey songz
Call outta work so I can slang this dick all day long
Tryna get that pussy ate up with that lace on
Girl we both grown tell me
clear to me
Shawty we could be something
My niggas think I'm tripping 'cause hoes I'm dodging now
I'm cooling, I ain't got time for one your friends
Every year 'round the same time, y'all check for me (ah)
They like how I disrespect niggas respectfully (true)
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know
clear to me
Shawty we could be something
My niggas think I'm tripping ‘cause hoes I'm dodging now
I'm cooling, I ain't got time for one your friends
11 for an O
For the millionth time askin me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harrassin me
then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
me is alright
That Condom gimmick is fittin' for your type
Judgin' by what your past
Battle rapport like
You've been playin' it safe your whole life
some of y'all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y'all hate it
But you wanna
through the flame young nigga
Hand one on three
Smokin all these blunts got all
This pain on me jail want me back in for
Something six months now
Stressin'
boutta get reckless
If I catch him at 7 he taking 11
I do for my dawgs who got sent to the heavens
Might need me a blessing I box like a reverend
Most
anythang
Touch a kid of mine, on gawd, I'll fuccing split a vein
Tre(y) on my lap and Songz, that's just trigga mane
Take a bump bump (sniff), you ever seen
relation
i pull up i’m getting offers from fans
slow motion like trey songz
everywhere reppin the street like my vans
i sing it with cadence
they done put
Nigga for this nigga
They hate for no reason
Ruger leave a nigga breathless
Bitch, I carry shells by the
Box like some Adidas say you know this nigga
I
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