Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga
I said, the world fucked up, nigga
You niggas just don't understand
What you gon' do 'bout it?
Talkin' to me?
Huh?
Me?
Yeah, you
Well, I plan to get rich
Okay
I pan to succeed through the chaos
You feel me?
Pillow talkin' to a hundred thousand
Moon walkin' through the mountains, that's four hundred ounces
When I was younger, I prayed for this power
I just wish they would've told me this don't come with flowers (It don't)
Never lived in public housing
Mama always found a way to keep us grounded (Love you, mama)
Nanny died, my family got divided
My uncle lost his mind, that nigga never found it
In a generation of validation
Where niggas always on vacation from they mama basement
These bitches turned these niggas to an occupation
If pussy was runnin' to 'em, these niggas still'd chase it
My auntie said, "Back in the day, all that snitchin' was dangerous"
These days, once you glorified, it makes you famous
But I can't fall into the matrix
Nowadays, doin' features get you caught up in cases
I mean, I played this shit nice enough long enough
It's a lot of niggas who feel like they can't cheer for a nigga 'cause they had nothin' to do with the success
I understand
You hate it
Huh, now watch this shit, you bitch ass nigga, you
I'm in million-dollar meetings now (Millions now)
Niggas think I'm changing 'cause I ain't bring 'em (They wouldn't understand)
You ever seen a hundred million dollars? (Huh?)
Nigga, me neither
So how the fuck could you tell me to play my situation like you would when you ain't never been in it? (Facts)
If you know all the answers, why you ain't did it or ain't winning?
You niggas with opinions need to go apply to be critics
I mean, look at Akademiks (Ayy)
That nigga rich as most of you niggas that's out here killing
The rap game got fucked up when street niggas
Realized rappers was makin' more money than drug dealers
I'm somewhere out in Kona off tequila and Corona (Corona)
Came a long way from throwin' parties in Pomona (Yeah)
I still double back on all my exes just to show 'em
They could be livin' like my baby mama if they focused (Nigga)
Why you always wanna wait 'til it's too late to do great?
I mean, think about it
I told you how this shit was gon' look, I told you
It's 'bout three of you niggas who got deals because of me
Get out of line and I'ma let it be known, nigga
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