Letras
Like, they didn't think I'd do some shit like this, you heard?
(Emrld)
It's that Sha Gz nigga, like, grrah, like
This is my chance 'cause I'm finally rich
I can finally move out the bricks
Sike, hold on, they tryna see how I get
Thes-these niggas better stay out the mix
Like, why these niggas out here tryna switch
Why this nigga movin' like a bitch?
Like, you wasn't right there with this gun on my hip
And you think I won't up that's some shit I don't get
And I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Get like, I'm goin' up, th-them niggas hated, and they mad, 'cause I made it
When I got signed, I just watched how they traded, and them niggas mad
I can see it in they faces
Like, and it's sad, I see the fake shit
Ya'll niggas good at, I patiently waited
Bitch I'm a star now, I'm movin' dangerous
Fuck all that bullshit, I'm tryna flame 'em
Like I'm a shine, in the studio grinding all day, I'm like mama it's time
Like who tryna sign? I need more than a mill', bitch I need more than a dime
Why you jacking you mine?
When the boys come through, bitch I'm tryna get me some
I can't leave them behind,
You was there when I'm down, now it's just really my time
This is my chance 'cause I'm finally rich
I can finally move out the bricks
Sike, hold on, they tryna see how I get
Thes-these niggas better stay out the mix
Like, why these niggas out here tryna switch
Why this nigga movin' like a bitch?
Like, you wasn't right there with this gun on my hip
And you think I won't up that's some shit I don't get
And I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Grrah
And I'm tired of you tellin' me lies
Like, y-you made me hurt, and I cried
Like, I had brought you, me, and my ma, sayin' I'm buggin' wondering just why
Like, when you left, I-I was blind
You left me dead, r-right inside
That bitch a thot and she not tryna ride
Tryna talk to mans but I thought you was mines
Like try to love but it's too hard to find
Feel my pain when I walk and I rise
Say anything, looking at the sky
Why you wondering? What buggin'? What be on your mind
Like, I can't be wastin' my time
I got rich and I'm layin' and I don't need no dime
Like, I can just look in your eyes
I can tell you don't fuck wit' me, you must be blind
This is my chance 'cause I'm finally rich
I can finally move out the bricks
Sike, hold on, they tryna see how I get
Thes-these niggas better stay out the mix
Like, why these niggas out here tryna switch
Why this nigga movin' like a bitch?
Like, you wasn't right there with this gun on my hip
And you think I won't up that's some shit I don't get
And I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, and I was like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Charley Cooks, Jahseh Onfroy, John Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan, Shavar Williams
Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.