Paroles
Baby, I got what you need
Break it down I blow some trees
The way that they talk about me
You’d think a nigga know me
I’m rocking gold, yeah you know
Fresh as fuck that’s how it go
I hear you hating on the low
Player, you should let it go
I’m not your regular degular
Don’t call my cellular
I do what I wanna do
Move how I wanna move
All the drugs, I’m a do
Don’t worry bout me boo
Hennything’s possible, Hennything’s possible
Look at my rings
Look at my watch and the way that I hang
Put you on gang
I never complain bout this shit
Gold all on my wrist
I make the moves, we make you flip
Pull up in the Lexus why they always checking
Bitch I go and get it
I been by progression
Yung BabI’m from Roxbury the slums
I pour up and you get none
You ain’t matching you smoke none
You ain’t matching you smoking nothing
School aint for me got the hustling
Ain’t bout money, no discussion then
Aye I got what you need
Just hit the metro easy peasy
Boy you was way out of pocket
If you hatin' you should stop it
Pull up I know I’m the topic
Cause nigga I got it(aye aye)
You saying that I’m what you need now
Put me on speed dial
I’m probably on speed now
I remember nights when there wasn’t lights
Wasn’t shit to eat, nothing going right
Go out to the woods
Come back to the hood
Now I’m living good
And I’m eating good
I’m not your regular degular
Bitch I’m so stellular
And you so dusty now
That why you can’t come around
Baby, I got what you need
Break it down I blow some trees
The way that they talk about me
You’d think a nigga know me
I’m rocking gold, yeah you know
Fresh as fuck that’s how it go
I hear you hating on the low
Player, you should let it go
I’m not your regular degular
Don’t call my cellular
I do what I wanna do
Move how I wanna move
All the drugs, I’m a do
Don’t worry bout me boo
Hennything’s possible, Hennything’s possible
Chaunce Maravanna Lee, Terry Kevontay Watson
EMPIRE PUBLISHING, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.