I swear to God I'm next up
I'm blessed up
Went for cheddar
While y'all dressed up
And on your ass
Like doctors giving them check ups
Always feeling underrated
Stayed humble
While they hated
Know that soon you'll be that nigga
(Don't I Know You?)
Yea
I done made it!
Went from spaghetti and Honda civics
To tickets, and foreign bitches
To riches its hard to picture...
I know!
Ain't have shit, it was hard to live it
We flipped it, y'all sold your image
We get it
That money was moving slow
And I've been feeling like this for a while
And you've been trynna make it better
(You just trynna make it better)
And you've been trynna keep it real now
Plus I've been trying to be better
( I'm just trynna be better)
And one time for the real ones
( One time for the real ones)
Don't let them tell you that they better
Two times for my niggas
(Two times for the...)
And three times for the...
(Yea)
Remove the blinders
Providing subtle reminders
Of the goat
That they pray one day might choke
Terribly gifted
Can't nothing tarnish his image
Can't stress that he's important
He's painting pictures of hope
Went from being the butt of somebodies joke
To a king...
That fears God
But is spiritual
Like Damn
We aint know that you was lyrical
You gotta listen to these words
That shit is pivotal
Swear to God you niggas pitiful