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Nick Grant
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Nick Grant
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Amarah
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Bassman
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Tae Beast
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Lyrics
Okay
Yeah
Yeah
I gotta be king of this shit
All my verses like paintin' a pic
All my verses, they came with a brick
Say he real, but that ain't who he is
He gon' tell if he facin' attempt
Eatin' good, left the waiter a tip
Now you gotta come and pay me, lil' bitch
All this drippin' get the waviest bitch
Tell them niggas I could never be number two
'Cause they know I came with the shit
I'm from where niggas die over necklaces
Unfortunate chain of events
Nigga snakin', but he say he your friend
Life's a movie, I ain't changin' the script
Nigga playin', then we layin' him stiff
Mama told you not to play in cement
Pinky ring blingin', say it again
House money, but I pay up the rent
Granny told me I should pray off the sins
Flow killer, at the séance again
I just let 'em lie, I don't tell my side
Boy, the truth always play out the win
Granny told me I should pray and repent
Self-awareness, ain't no way I'm offended, nigga, is you crazy?
I don't care 'bout what you're talkin' 'cause I love me some me (uh-huh)
I don't care 'bout what you're talkin' 'cause I love me some me (uh-huh, uh)
Bitch, I know my worth
God, family, money, in that order (oh, now)
Never hatin', that's how I was brought up (oh, oh)
God, family, money, in that order (hey, yeah)
Please don't be no hater, hey, yeah (hey, yeah)
I gotta be king of this shit
Life's a bitch and I came in that bitch
Love the money, escape and get hitched
Nigga, watch where you aimin' that shit
I'm from where they believin' in God
But they all givin' Satan a kiss
All that beefin' music to my ears
So don't think I'm unable to riff
Fuck around and your bagel get chipped
We were poor and unable to get it
All this presence, I came with a gift
I don't let a ho play with my spirit
'Bout to place me a ring on a missus
Gotta watch what you say with your lips
Lil' niggas'll smoke on your pack
Get out of place and these niggas gon' trip, nigga
I don't care 'bout what you're talkin' 'cause I love me some me (uh-huh)
I don't care 'bout what you're talkin' 'cause I love me some me (uh-huh, uh)
Bitch, I know my, bitch, I know my worth
Nick, Grandma said come in the motherfuckin' house
She not fuckin' playin' with you
Get your stupid ass in the motherfuckin' house
Boy, this my last time tellin' you
She not motherfuckin' playin', I don't see no smirk on her face
Yeah, I'm from the trenches, I got some habits to kick
I'm better when back to the fence
Penny for thoughts, but I do not have any sense
I'm there when the package come in
Bitch, I'm big ballin', I use two hands when I piss
These niggas don't stand when they piss
House full of coke, house full of pussy, that salmon and grits
I'm back to business, I'm one of one
I do not fly to the trends
The MAC in the back of the Benz
Spin through your block while they jammin' to Prince
I hang with the sharks, I dap up the fish
Put cheese on your head like a Packer, lil' bitch
Class is dismissed, I planned all this shit
These niggas is wildin'
The grill on the Bentley is smilin'
This must be what happiness is
They say revenge is a magical dish
The people are poor, the pastor is rich (bitch, I know my worth)
My youngin a shooter, that's family tradition
She fuck with the G's, her panties gon' drip
On behalf of the drip
When they fallin' short, I add up the difference
Not average, I'm gifted (love me some me)
A bad bitch addiction, a savage edition
Yeah, I'm from the dirt like Comet and tub, Ajax on the dishes
Ain't cut from my cloth, my patterns is different (bitch, I know my worth)
Imagine me trippin'
Yeah, life is no joke, but I'm laughin' at niggas
They trash, I don't get it
They clock keep on tickin', we poverty-stricken
Half on a baby, you gotta be kiddin' (love me some me)
'Less product is shippin'
Niggas should run, always a hundred
But I wish you love, peace, and forgiveness, bitch
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hm
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Nick Grant, Donte Lamar Perkins, Dominique Allen Sanders, Amarah Amarah
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