Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Old school when I blow through
O's I thought I told you
Don't need no bitch
I'm a cold dude
Blowing smoke like its O2
Ya mad?
Ya looking like Goku
Hoes all on my dick, can't trip
This ice, my wrist, make em drip
When I roll through
Don't you spill on my fit bitch
I don't wanna fight, but I might
Work you out like a Fitbit
Switch flows when I hit foes
Tryina start shit I'm like 10-4
I don't need me a body
I got the homies behind me
The type to pull up in a Bugatti
Pump shotty (no)
But I don't need me a gun
I been running my city
Like Diddy ya chump
That's Tha Carter
If you don't know biddy ya dumb
Go DJ, Go DJ, Go DJ, ya feel me
Riding through my city, got the plug with me
Sipping on lots of Henny, got me dumb silly
Come with me, promise I can show you things
That ya never done really
Never been a fake but I gotta make this money
Ooo buddy, better get your weight up
You been running and fronting
Like you been getting paper
But you ain't nothing, light like a saber
On my grind to be something
But I am not your savior
Praise up, legs up
When I buttf*ck the game
All these rappers suck
So I done took the flame
I'm a young buck
And I might be insane
I don't really know
But I still get brain
No pain, no gain, don't dirt on my name, hoe
Coming for the gold at the end of the rainbow
Always been the same, never switch for a lame hoe
Tell me whatchu want, I don't got nothing to say, hoe
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Pull up in that black whip
Very far from average
I hold your man captive
He forget about his last hit
Stunt when I want
Roll a few more blunts
Little faded love
By the time I'm done
Banking on a little Jameson
Cause I'm taking off
While I'm sipping some
Not the type to be waiting
Not the type who vacations
Not the reason you're breaking
Ain't the one who's complaining
And by the way
I hear the things you been saying
Nowadays I been praying
All the progress it's making
Is the proof it's not faking
Faking
And I found a loophole
Riding round in a mine of fool's gold
Watching all the fools go
Later I got two shows
It's best to ball in a tasteful manner
The rest can all be handled later
Hit my phone, don't hit my pager
Need the line open to receive the paper
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
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Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Old school when I blow through
O's I thought I told you
Don't need no bitch
I'm a cold dude
Blowing smoke like its O2
Ya mad?
Ya looking like Goku
Hoes all on my dick, can't trip
This ice, my wrist, make em drip
When I roll through
Don't you spill on my fit bitch
I don't wanna fight, but I might
Work you out like a Fitbit
Switch flows when I hit foes
Tryina start shit I'm like 10-4
I don't need me a body
I got the homies behind me
The type to pull up in a Bugatti
Pump shotty (no)
But I don't need me a gun
I been running my city
Like Diddy ya chump
That's Tha Carter
If you don't know biddy ya dumb
Go DJ, Go DJ, Go DJ, ya feel me
Riding through my city, got the plug with me
Sipping on lots of Henny, got me dumb silly
Come with me, promise I can show you things
That ya never done really
Never been a fake but I gotta make this money
Ooo buddy, better get your weight up
You been running and fronting
Like you been getting paper
But you ain't nothing, light like a saber
On my grind to be something
But I am not your savior
Praise up, legs up
When I buttf*ck the game
All these rappers suck
So I done took the flame
I'm a young buck
And I might be insane
I don't really know
But I still get brain
No pain, no gain, don't dirt on my name, hoe
Coming for the gold at the end of the rainbow
Always been the same, never switch for a lame hoe
Tell me whatchu want, I don't got nothing to say, hoe
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Pull up in that black whip
Very far from average
I hold your man captive
He forget about his last hit
Stunt when I want
Roll a few more blunts
Little faded love
By the time I'm done
Banking on a little Jameson
Cause I'm taking off
While I'm sipping some
Not the type to be waiting
Not the type who vacations
Not the reason you're breaking
Ain't the one who's complaining
And by the way
I hear the things you been saying
Nowadays I been praying
All the progress it's making
Is the proof it's not faking
Faking
And I found a loophole
Riding round in a mine of fool's gold
Watching all the fools go
Later I got two shows
It's best to ball in a tasteful manner
The rest can all be handled later
Hit my phone, don't hit my pager
Need the line open to receive the paper
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Old school when I blow through
O's I thought I told you
Don't need no bitch
I'm a cold dude
Blowing smoke like its O2
Ya mad?
Ya looking like Goku
Hoes all on my dick, can't trip
This ice, my wrist, make em drip
When I roll through
Don't you spill on my fit bitch
I don't wanna fight, but I might
Work you out like a Fitbit
Switch flows when I hit foes
Tryina start shit I'm like 10-4
I don't need me a body
I got the homies behind me
The type to pull up in a Bugatti
Pump shotty (no)
But I don't need me a gun
I been running my city
Like Diddy ya chump
That's Tha Carter
If you don't know biddy ya dumb
Go DJ, Go DJ, Go DJ, ya feel me
Riding through my city, got the plug with me
Sipping on lots of Henny, got me dumb silly
Come with me, promise I can show you things
That ya never done really
Never been a fake but I gotta make this money
Ooo buddy, better get your weight up
You been running and fronting
Like you been getting paper
But you ain't nothing, light like a saber
On my grind to be something
But I am not your savior
Praise up, legs up
When I buttf*ck the game
All these rappers suck
So I done took the flame
I'm a young buck
And I might be insane
I don't really know
But I still get brain
No pain, no gain, don't dirt on my name, hoe
Coming for the gold at the end of the rainbow
Always been the same, never switch for a lame hoe
Tell me whatchu want, I don't got nothing to say, hoe
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Pull up in that black whip
Very far from average
I hold your man captive
He forget about his last hit
Stunt when I want
Roll a few more blunts
Little faded love
By the time I'm done
Banking on a little Jameson
Cause I'm taking off
While I'm sipping some
Not the type to be waiting
Not the type who vacations
Not the reason you're breaking
Ain't the one who's complaining
And by the way
I hear the things you been saying
Nowadays I been praying
All the progress it's making
Is the proof it's not faking
Faking
And I found a loophole
Riding round in a mine of fool's gold
Watching all the fools go
Later I got two shows
It's best to ball in a tasteful manner
The rest can all be handled later
Hit my phone, don't hit my pager
Need the line open to receive the paper
Tell me whatchu want
I got no time today, nah
You just do too much
I gotta make this paper
I don't know what's got you down
But imma go get lifted now
(Why?)
Cause I been on my shit
Like 24/7
Grinding for all these dollars
Just to pay my rent
But I don't know what's got you down
Well you should go get lifted now
Writer: Gretchen Macilwaine, Ryan Tucker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid