[Gucci Mane & Lil Zay]
Lil' Zay, Guwop, 1017
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
I'ma talk my shit on this one, you heard?
Mississippi, stand up
[Lil Zay]
Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, you gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the streets
They was just sleepin' on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga try to come 'round, what you feelin' though?
He flexin' that set, that slime, don't stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't have enough
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck, nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
On my own, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them Ms, and, no, I can't let 'em
Too many bitches, no way I can settle
[Lil Zay]
I can settle for anythin', stay down with this shit, had to maintain
Separated myself in my own lane
And, no, we ain't ridin' no nigga wave
Remember they doubted a nigga?
Now it's fuck 'em and whoever with 'em
And it feel like my time right now
Young nigga ran up that bag, they like "How?"
I'm havin' too much money, ain't no way it's runnin' out
Got one foot in the game, the other foot still in the trap
Gotta take care of the guys, remember they just was the drought
[Lil Zay & Gucci Mane]
Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, you gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the streets
They was just sleepin' on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga try to come 'round, what you feelin' though?
He flexin' that set, that slime, don't stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't have enough
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck, nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
On my own, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them Ms, and, no, I can't let 'em
Too many bitches, no way I can settle (Huh)
[Gucci Mane]
Gotta stack my M's up, so I can't see the hate (Can't see the hate)
I just teamed up with Lil Zay, and we got bread to make (Lil Zay)
It's kinda hard to keep it real in this weird world of fakeness (Fake)
I'm on a road for this guala, R.I.P. the greatness (R.I.P.)
These niggas don't wanna see you take off, and it's hard to take it (R.I.P. to Take')
I had the fix, no matter what, them people tried to break it
Folks call me Gucci, in the Bay, they call me Rain Drip (Call me what?)
But now my stash done tripled, they be callin' me Mr. Davis (It's Gucci)
[Lil Zay]
Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, you gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the streets
They was just sleepin' on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga try to come 'round, what you feelin' though?
He flexin' that set, that slime, don't stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't have enough
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck, nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
On my own, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them Ms, and, no, I can't let 'em
Too many bitches, no way I can settle
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