Currently Transcribing
[Intro]
I woke up earlier this morning thinking about the money and sh*t and my phone going off, all three of them motherf*ckers
I'm like you gotta drop a tape all the streets need this sh*t
[Verse 1]
Just woke up
Pour some codeine up
I got [?] in the fridge [?] us
I think I poured a drink a little too dark (why is that?)
Because I can feel all the dosage in my heart (oh damn)
It's boss gang la famiglia and I ain't f*cking with ya
f*ck a groupie b*tch I let her f*ck my [?]
I'm in the strip club and they grabbing on my buckle
I'm spanking them with my belt while I'm throwing a bundle (hundreds and twenties)
I've been through too much now I'm trying to stay humble
Doing a hundred on the backstreet, popping xany bars
I'm focused in the trap like I'm off of Adderall
Come to find out I was the man after all (I am)
There you go n*gga tripping on that sh*t again
There you go n*gga tripping off that sh*t again
I stay with my amigos just like a Mexican
I got two bricks right now in the Benz
I hope the police don't try and pull me over (I hope they don't)
I hope the police don't try and pull me over (they won't catch me)
Highspeed chase in a Range Rover (skrt)
I got a bad b*tch with me trying to hoe up (yea she f*cking)
Come to find out I was the man after all (I am)
Come to find out I was the man after all (I am)
I ain't ever have sh*t so I had to ball
Come to find out I was the man after all
My n*ggas got them drummers and I ain't talking [?] n*gga
We tie you up n*gga for them rubberbands n*gga
Come to find out I was the man after all
Shooting shots and I ain't talking about no basketball