Empty pockets, stomach growling that shit made a lion
Penny pinching to plenty spending whatever buy it
That G5 mile high made me f*cking starving
Pictures flashing on my tinted before i even parked it
Yea i'm hungry, that feeling switched to stunting
Oh god i'm hungry cus i ain't had nothing
Ma told me trust my heart and never compromise
Pops told me when i shake them look them dead in eye
Respect is all you ever need to go far in life
Bet they respect that Bentley tinted and a milli 5
But tell them f*ck them if they didn't, gotta get to mine
Nobody pushed me to this shit except my state of mind
I gotta get it push it flip it sell it rock it up
Blizzy griffin scotty on my pippin when i'm pulling up
And i pull up, what they talking on my name for a 10 on me naked
And her friend wearing the same clothes
Hold up, get that cake till it cant fold up
Slow up, i'm off the cognac in my new whip doing doughnuts
So up, that if i fall i'm on the moon i'm goin solar
Oh yea, a soldier and i'm that until they kill me
100's blue, people different they gonna call me racist
Cus it if ain't them Benjy faces then its f*ck your races
Tryna get my paper bigger then the yellow pages
10 Years they look me up like, hello i made it
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
1 Million dollars 150 m's
You could go ahead and call it i'll be him
Oh now they see you on it they wanna be friends
Bitch you wasn't wit me shooting in the gym
Ima southern bread superstar that turned to the sticks
Its all love i get that from the Ville to the 6
Yeah real shit theres a lot of fam around me
Cats who pull the hammer till it jam about me
Hoes who posting on their twitter and their gram about me
Tryna slide up in the snap theres some fans round me
Its love
Yea yea i ain't ever felt better
Cheddar on the mozzarella this the shit that propel ya
Heater to the mic fever might go around melt ya
Thats a cheese steak
Aye that's a cheese steak
Thats a cheese steak
Aye thats a cheese steak
And we shooting for the cheese like dream gate
E's
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Empty pockets, stomach growling that shit made a lion
Penny pinching to plenty spending whatever buy it
That G5 mile high made me f*cking starving
Pictures flashing on my tinted before i even parked it
Yea i'm hungry, that feeling switched to stunting
Oh god i'm hungry cus i ain't had nothing
Ma told me trust my heart and never compromise
Pops told me when i shake them look them dead in eye
Respect is all you ever need to go far in life
Bet they respect that Bentley tinted and a milli 5
But tell them f*ck them if they didn't, gotta get to mine
Nobody pushed me to this shit except my state of mind
I gotta get it push it flip it sell it rock it up
Blizzy griffin scotty on my pippin when i'm pulling up
And i pull up, what they talking on my name for a 10 on me naked
And her friend wearing the same clothes
Hold up, get that cake till it cant fold up
Slow up, i'm off the cognac in my new whip doing doughnuts
So up, that if i fall i'm on the moon i'm goin solar
Oh yea, a soldier and i'm that until they kill me
100's blue, people different they gonna call me racist
Cus it if ain't them Benjy faces then its f*ck your races
Tryna get my paper bigger then the yellow pages
10 Years they look me up like, hello i made it
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
1 Million dollars 150 m's
You could go ahead and call it i'll be him
Oh now they see you on it they wanna be friends
Bitch you wasn't wit me shooting in the gym
Ima southern bread superstar that turned to the sticks
Its all love i get that from the Ville to the 6
Yeah real shit theres a lot of fam around me
Cats who pull the hammer till it jam about me
Hoes who posting on their twitter and their gram about me
Tryna slide up in the snap theres some fans round me
Its love
Yea yea i ain't ever felt better
Cheddar on the mozzarella this the shit that propel ya
Heater to the mic fever might go around melt ya
Thats a cheese steak
Aye that's a cheese steak
Thats a cheese steak
Aye thats a cheese steak
And we shooting for the cheese like dream gate
E's
Penny pinching to plenty spending whatever buy it
That G5 mile high made me f*cking starving
Pictures flashing on my tinted before i even parked it
Yea i'm hungry, that feeling switched to stunting
Oh god i'm hungry cus i ain't had nothing
Ma told me trust my heart and never compromise
Pops told me when i shake them look them dead in eye
Respect is all you ever need to go far in life
Bet they respect that Bentley tinted and a milli 5
But tell them f*ck them if they didn't, gotta get to mine
Nobody pushed me to this shit except my state of mind
I gotta get it push it flip it sell it rock it up
Blizzy griffin scotty on my pippin when i'm pulling up
And i pull up, what they talking on my name for a 10 on me naked
And her friend wearing the same clothes
Hold up, get that cake till it cant fold up
Slow up, i'm off the cognac in my new whip doing doughnuts
So up, that if i fall i'm on the moon i'm goin solar
Oh yea, a soldier and i'm that until they kill me
100's blue, people different they gonna call me racist
Cus it if ain't them Benjy faces then its f*ck your races
Tryna get my paper bigger then the yellow pages
10 Years they look me up like, hello i made it
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
If the money good, then i wont fall "yea i'm living"
When you go up they want you down "they all wit it"
Talk on me like i wont ball "yea they tripping"
Before i die yea i will count "1 million"
1 Million dollars 150 m's
You could go ahead and call it i'll be him
Oh now they see you on it they wanna be friends
Bitch you wasn't wit me shooting in the gym
Ima southern bread superstar that turned to the sticks
Its all love i get that from the Ville to the 6
Yeah real shit theres a lot of fam around me
Cats who pull the hammer till it jam about me
Hoes who posting on their twitter and their gram about me
Tryna slide up in the snap theres some fans round me
Its love
Yea yea i ain't ever felt better
Cheddar on the mozzarella this the shit that propel ya
Heater to the mic fever might go around melt ya
Thats a cheese steak
Aye that's a cheese steak
Thats a cheese steak
Aye thats a cheese steak
And we shooting for the cheese like dream gate
E's
Writer: Eddwords
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid