[Intro]
JonathanFor3
Born 2 Rule sh*t, you know how we goin'
Straight like that
Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa
Let me get some reverb, bro
Somethin'
Yeah, whoa
[Verse]
I'm still in the hood even though I'm doin' good
Could've moved up in the woods, but I wish a n*gga would
Still up on my block, walked to Louie's for the Woods
b*tch, I'm big dog in my city and they treat me like I'm Suge, yeah
n*ggas wouldn't press me if they could, b*tch, I'm good, yeah
n*ggas be pressed about these b*tches and they late, yeah
I f*cked that b*tch while she was all up on my wood
Had to change my number, she kept callin' 'bout a date, yeah
These b*tches out of line, these b*tches out of place, whoa
And I just gotta line that n*gga out of state, whoa
And I'm just tryna find a way to make a plate so
All my n*ggas could eat before this sh*t too late, whoa
Soon as I get rich, cop a foreign, drive that b*tch like a stolen car
Rollin' through the hood, they know who we are
Superstars, superstars, we young superstars
Superstars, superstars, we young superstars
Soon as I get rich, cop a foreign, drive that b*tch like a stolen car
Rollin' through the hood, they know who we are
Superstars, superstars, we young superstars
Rockstar lifestyle, b*tch, I might not make it
Whoa, b*tch, I might not make it
Whoa, b*tch, I might not make it
Tried to fake it 'til you make it
I'm like, "b*tch, you might not make it"
Tried to run up on me, take it, I'm like, "b*tch
Might not make it"
b*tch, you might not