Uh, you have thought that from seeing me going hard That motivate these motherfuckers to get on they job But instead they hating on what I've doing conversations in my face about what I should do for 'em What I'mma do keep rolling and dropping on 'em Pack my bags look like I'm staying for but be gone in the morning If the flight is private, we probably should it You see it you like it, I can probably it If niggas felt some type of way about the shit I'm doing You picked a crazy time to start me know Cause jealousy and envy that's a trait for bitches Not a man so you one if you letting it show Now the money the weed how we letting it grow And I ain't on to shit I'm letting it go Started small but now we all in bigger game All in a bigger plane, and getting paid
First the was there Then the came Then the haters But we still rise
the love was there Then the came the haters came But we still above
My is dead, but I got a contact My sharpie paint pen on my combats You talk shit, I won't back they gon' get, and you don't want that That nigga forget the deal Remember what? get for My appeal, my crib is real My wrist as you know...the Richard Mille And my nigga, I make her come quicker Then rock toe socks, yellow sponge I Tebow, for hoes eat hoes fo' me and my people The love me, I'm on they TiVo I work thighs, and they kegels Skateboard, I love me bitch, I'm Pharrell
First the was there the paper came Then the came But we still rise
First the was there Then the paper Then the came But we still above
Yeah, I hustle no I'll never be I'm a to a puzzle I'm Robert Townsend and my words gon' Shuffle My nigga I moo, my motivation is moves foo' I get up and do, I evenly do ten things at once Multitaskin' super and king of tattin' super pimpin' House of run a business while I'm tourin' on you bitches Doing features while watching a double nigga I see you suffering from haterism, get check I take nothin' and somethin' there's no breaks when the hustle's runnin' Ain't dealin' with fakes ain't with snakes They all in my face now got what it takes my nigga I'm straight So don't reach out cause I peaced out when I out There's no response like knockin' on an house Yeah, so I keep on you peep on what I be on and you're behind That's karma's about
the love was there Then the paper Then the came But we still above
the love was there Then the came the haters came But we still above
Man the fuck is wrong with these niggas They rollin' up, let doin' a song with these niggas Claimin' ballin', to me they playin' These niggas ain't really doin' what sayin'
Man what the fuck is with these niggas They rollin' up, let alone a song with these niggas Claimin' ballin', to me they playin' niggas ain't really doin' what they sayin'