[Chorus: Tyler Thomas]
I just stepped up out the crib
Fresher than a n*gga with a bib
Different from the n*ggas where I live
I don’t even trip
sh*t was never meant to be a fit
Now a n*gga tryna get rich
I done been good, handling my money like I should
Telling all my b*tches where they stood
I done been wrong I done came way to strong
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone, way too gone)
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone)
[Verse 1: Tyler Thomas]
I couldn’t see the cracks until I cleaned the glass
Trying to walk a cleaner path
n*gga’s gone hate but that don’t mean you ass
Now im doing me im seeing greener grass
Head to the sky when I need to spazz
Im a f*cking star I don’t need a cast
Smoking up on Lincoln my interior been stinking
sh*t done had me thinking about my options and my reasons
Im not in this in for no reason
Im in this to be Sesus
Leave these muthaf*ckers even though they couldn’t see us
Cop a shape up get that Caesar
Dress up like a greaser
You n*gga’s is Doug Funny and all your homies Skeeter
I just want a skeezer no I don’t want to keep her
If she wanna f*ck then she come ready like my pizza
[Chorus: Tyler Thomas]
Stepped up out the crib
Fresher than a n*gga with a bib
Different from the n*ggas where I live
I don’t even trip
sh*t was never meant to be a fit
Now a n*gga tryna get rich
I done been good handling my money like I should
Telling all my b*tches where they stood
I done been wrong I done came way to strong
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone, way too gone)
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone)
[Verse 2: Tyler Thomas]
Yo I need a Benz just to say I copped it
I need a yacht just so I can dock it
A n*gga need a safe just so I can lock it
So when im poppin I can't have these b*tches out of pocket
I need a plane, no I need a rocket
I told my momma she say I need to stop it
I need my fam that’s why I need a profit
So they can ask for anything and I can say I got it
Pardon my urgency great is what I prefer to be
n*gga’s that never heard of me soon to be claiming perjury
Preferably ,I think you being sweet with that recipe
So the fact that im going hard is a necessity
When I..
[Chorus: Tyler Thomas]
Stepped up out the crib
Fresher than a n*gga with a bib
Different from the n*ggas where I live
I don’t even trip
sh*t was never meant to be a fit
Now a n*gga tryna get rich
I done been good handling my money like I should
Telling all my b*tches where they stood
I done been wrong I done came way to strong
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone, way too gone)
Now a n*gga way too gone
(way too gone)