Trip Lavine - What Now Lyrics

They said we never gonna make it but we up now
Some days I was broke and starving now it's steaks for lunch now
About to cop the Rollie turn that shit into a bussdown
I remember when she ain't show me love she wanna f*ck now
They tryna get with the team they outta luck now
I had to get my shit up they mad I'm outta touch now
Bro hit me sent that work and that's a touchdown
They said we never gonna make it and I'm like what now
They said we not gone make it out
I told them sit the f*ck down
They said I can't believe you changed
But I ain't grow to stay the same
I tried to teach them to fly but they was scared of planes
They tried to leave me on park but now I'm switching lanes
And I'm counting bands now
She wanna give me a chance now
Remember rocking hand downs
Amiris on my pants now
It's diamonds when I dance now
The haters turned to fans now
He talking so they ran down
2 glocks and that's a man down
They tryna jump on the bandwagon but they late
I don't even wanna talk if you ain't talking bout no cake
Ya girl hit me up she wanna f*ck now it's a date
She told me to nut in her shit I nutted on her face
I left, them stacks I ran them up
My moms need her a bigger truck
I'm bout to get a milli don't approach I got that semi tucked
I don't even gotta touch em I just call my shooter up
We call him Pac go get his glock cuz he gone hit em up
They said we never gonna make it but we up now
Some days I was broke and starving now it's steaks for lunch now
About to cop the Rollie turn that shit into a bussdown
I remember when she ain't show me love she wanna f*ck now
They tryna get with the team they outta luck now
I had to get my shit up they mad I'm outta touch now
Bro hit me sent that work and that's a touchdown
They said we never gonna make it and I'm like what now
And I'm like what now
These niggas mad at us we turned up
Got these bitches switching sides full of lust
She with me cuz she seen a nigga really run it up run it up
If it ain't bout a bag I don't give a f*ck
Give a f*ck
And it's too many niggas on my mind that I really can't trust now
Can't trust now
I can't wait to cop that Rollie turn that plane jane right into a bussdown
To a bussdown
Don't front now my nigga a put a beam on ya lid
Red dots green dots have you screaming in shit
Since a youngin all I ever did was dream I was rich
Now I'm balling like I'm Steph I'm shooting three's out the clip
Louboutins for my moms she be bleeding for drip
Father told me hustle hard he had a beam full of bricks
Know a treasha senorita she be feigning for dick
She be feigning for dick, she be feigning
They said we never gonna make it but we up now
Some days I was broke and starving now it's steaks for lunch now
About to cop the Rollie turn that shit into a bussdown
I remember when she ain't show me love she wanna f*ck now
They tryna get with the team they outta luck now
I had to get my shit up they mad I'm outta touch now
Bro hit me sent that work and that's a touchdown
They said we never gonna make it and I'm like what now
And im like what now
And im like what now
And im like what now