Invite Only (feat. Curren$y)

Okay, they don't want it, they want a hunnid

We want a million, got it, I'll flaunt it

No crazy, just passion, all a part of God's planning

Preordained from the jump and I promise to never lose it

Pick your poison, paper hungry like Pookie, how I need it

Gimme my money, it just keep calling

Bitches hoeing on my homies, just tryna get me to beat it

Never knowing that the plan was to pass 'em like back then

FaceTime, shorty, call it how I see it

Ever since mama said the street lights, we had to beat down

This shit is fire like that switch laced to your backside

This got me feeling like that time I got my first kiss

Recess, shorty, Alanwood Elementary

Truth or dare, I need the cutest girl to put these lips on

Hey, luckily I was the cutest guy, wasn't no problem

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up that had to act right

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up to live that rap life

Ain't as rich as I wanna and I could still loan her something

And these bitches for everybody, they be on to something

Ain't everybody that's on to something live a lonely struggle

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need your input, shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living, ain't no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

This my party here, invite only

Pardon me, partner, I'm too busy staying polished

Meanwhile my conscience telling me I'm too modest

I let you **** think that I was slipping 'cause of this singing

And positivity, well that ain't right

See, I'm still that same mama fucker that will have your baby mama

Sending confirmation numbers for them flights

Y'all do it on say and we do it on sight

And we in it for life, then y'all in it for likes

I swear I'm in it for keeps, and y'all barely keeping up

I should put y'all on my will, most y'all **** is my kids

Wonder how your daddy feel to know his baby boy ain't his

Wonder why your mom ain't tell him what it was from the beginning

So it's back to the cheese like, wipe that smile off your face

And all I want is my credit when it come to Father's Day

So you can hold all my meaning, land on another wave

We never playing this safe and we know that Jesus could save

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need your input, shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living, ain't no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

This my party here, invite only

Three ounces in the ziplock, this underground hip hop

Bought the Ferrari drizzop, the city streets is hizzot

The AC on full blast, chilling as I roll past

Only your dope, we sling long as supplies last

Though I never run out, we gots stacks of game

All in the attics and things, in gun cabinets they hang

In case you try to bring it, assuming we can't hang

We assemble quickly, dismember your whole gang

Proceed to board the plane, the pilot's my main man

So it's nothing to us, living like the gold rush

I once rolled the bus but now I drive a Rove'

Pull up to my tour bus, pick up bags on the road

What you know 'bout slinging your lyrics like dope?

Real shit they pay me for, so you never see me broke

Understand what you **** getting

A little culture from two of the coldest ones living

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need your input, shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living, ain't no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

This my party here, invite only