I WAS HERE Video (MV)

(Woah, woah, woah, ooh)
(This gone turn me to a monster baby, This gone turn me to a monster baby)

P-a-r-t why because I gotta, New 17 got 17 shottas
They won't know what I been part of, So in love with cash I've fallen
But I won't fall off, In love with success I think imma call her
You got a problem then little bitch pop up, You got a problem my niggas'll solve em
Tell me who f*cking with me cause they not, I will never put my trust in a thot
If he talking shit then we spinning his block, We'll turn this bitch up we don't care if it's hot
I do not f*ck with madea ass niggas, Touching the stars like they souvenirs
Baby these diamonds they ain't no veneers, Might leave a mark so they know I was here

Might leave a mark so they know I don't care, White bitch named Claire she f*ck with my hair
My pockets look like blueberries and pears, My bark like a tiger but bite like a bear
When my sleep schedule f*cked up I just go to a different time zone
Tired of these no caller I.d. numbers on my phone
I remember begging for a iPhone, now I might need two
Same old nigga I just keep upgrading myself you still gone say I'm new
They want me to waste my money on dumb shit, Well I guess I'm stupid as f*ck
Cause I keep on getting it back times two, Now they say I'm tryna get like you

Now they wanna get like us, Now they wanna get like the mafia
The way that you move is just sloppy bruh, The way that you move is a buss
I was a nobody just a while ago
Now they hear my name and go insane I'm on my way fasho
P-a-r-t why, prolly cause I'm just that guy
Prolly cause I'm way too fly and I don't get high but I'm on cloud 9
Tell me what's the move what's the word what you on
Know they gone put on every time they play my song like

P-a-r-t why because I gotta, New 17 got 17 shottas
They won't know what I been part of, So in love with cash I've fallen
But I won't fall off, In love with success I think imma call her
You got a problem then little bitch pop up, You got a problem my niggas'll solve em
Tell me who f*cking with me cause they not, I will never put my trust in a thot
If he talking shit then we spinning his block, We'll turn this bitch up we don't care if it's hot
I do not f*ck with madea ass niggas, Touching the stars like they souvenirs
Baby these diamonds they ain't no veneers, Might leave a mark so they know I was here

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