Yeah, Fatt
(That might be toxic, don't touch it)
Yeah, yeah
(Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man? What up?)
Yeah
I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay
I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain
You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same?
Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same
And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same
Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change
Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain
Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change
You did me hella wrong, but I'm still okay, I go broke and I bet your love gon' fade
I'ma kick the ho out like a sensei, I ain't have it had first, now I'm really paid
Buy a big-ass crib, come with a maze (Yeah), life but a dream, now this shit amazing
If I had another chance, I would've still did all this shit the same
Nigga, I make sure all my killers paid, yeah, if you catch a hat, that's 10K
Yeah, I hate how all this money came with fame, but I made it, now look at how shit changed
You my baby, you know I adore you, these foreign symbols on my keychain
If you want it, you know I'll buy anything, I pop my Percs so I don't go insane
I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay
I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain
You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same?
Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same
And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same
Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change
Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain
Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change
When I die, bury me with pills and lean and weed so I can get high and go to Hell
When somethin' good happen for me, you never smile, it's like you jealous (Yeah)
I keep all my blessings secret like the way I tote my weapon
I ride dolo, I don't need you, I seen kings turn into peasants
I seen dope boys turn to millionaires (Yeah), I seen kids turn into junkies
If I lose all this shit, would you be here? (Yeah) You livin' lavish just because of me
I know a nigga live on the streets, he risked his life to serve his country
I know a bitch that ain't got shit, buy her some food and she gon' bust it
I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay
I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain
You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same?
Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same
And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same
Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change
Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain
Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change
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