Back at it
Smokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank top, you niggas is pathetic
Back at it (yeah)
Back at it (yeah)
Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (yeah)
And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who wrong
Gotta go now, I can't prolong (prolong)
I'm out of space in a ozone (ozone)
In a spaceship let it float on (float on)
Can't stop me now, nigga, hold on
Double R truck and it's black, yuh
Load 'em up, get 'em intact, yuh
I'm flyin' like the black like a bat, yuh
These f*ck-niggas poppin' my back, damn
Add up the numbers the math, yuh
I heard all of your stories is cap, yuh
Gervonta that boy with a right jab
I bet he didn't know we was right there
I heard a few shots, that's a hot pair (hot)
It's gon' be a whole 'nother sound
I promise that I can come drip the town
'Cause I ain't got no hate towards your town (nah)
Nigga wan' see me walk with my head down
Think it's funny, I ain't playin' around (nah)
Made my bed but a nigga ain't layin' down
If I pull up, I'm tearin' it down
Back at it
Smokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank top, you niggas is pathetic
Back at it (yeah)
Back at it (yeah)
Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (yeah)
And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who wrong
Gotta go now, I can't prolong (prolong)
I'm out of space in a ozone (ozone)
In a spaceship let it float on (float on)
Can't stop me now, nigga, hold on
Big Double R, it's the Rolls truck
Blow the dust off, get it back crunk (yeah)
Go on a move, better mask up
Niggas caught up but be dead drunk
Ain't tryna sleep in
Ain't tryna sleep in no damn bunk
I'm 'posed to be here makin' anthems
And some of you niggas know well enough
Gunna still with it and it's been a minute, I know I been too hard to find
I had to admit it I know that you niggas could never be one of my kind
Asian persuasion
Asian persuasion, she's fine
Hit that shit right from behind
I can go two at a time
Back at it
Smokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank top, you niggas is pathetic
Back at it (yeah)
Back at it (yeah)
Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (yeah)
And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who wrong
Gotta go now, I can't prolong (prolong)
I'm out of space in a ozone (ozone)
In a spaceship let it float on (float on)
Can't stop me now, nigga, hold on
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black)
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black, yuh)
(Double R truck and it's black)
Gunna - A Gift & A Curse Album Lyrics
Gunna - A Gift & A Curse Lyrics
Writer: Cameron Griffin, Chandler Great, Omar Perrin, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
back to the moon
If you don't f*ck with me, don't do what I do
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outerspace, now I gotta go back to the moon
Nigga right back on the shrooms
Nigga geeked up like it ain't nun' to lose
Two months, I'm back on the move
Right back in the club throwin' racks in the pool
I'm 'bout to start actin' a fool
It's just you and me, and you know who I choose
You knew this would happen, you cut off the crew
I'm talkin' to me and not you
I missed out on millions and millions, that money is gone
Ain't get no compensation, ain't no conversation for niggas, we ready to roll
Let's get back to that basic, main reason they fakin' 'cause I done been f*ckin' they hoes
Only reason you said it 'cause these niggas said it, you suckin' the dick and the toes
You get caught, gotta know how it go
'Cause this shit could get tricky fasho
Rich enough to get put in a hole
Got a crew but I been all alone
I been drivin' the car from the back takin' pictures and pieces in back of the Rolls
And I think these lil' boys wanna cook somethin'
Let's crank up the beef and get back to the shows
In Miami, we BP the boat
Put the bulletproof back on the road
Been a minute, it's been so long
Ever wondered that I was doin' wrong
I said, "Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone"
Man, these niggas couldn't see me with the song
If these niggas done never see me, probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along
And Young Gunna didn't get a season, these niggas'll never put it on
I can't stop, I gave what was needed
Yeah, I know y'all, Wun-Wunna put me on
Kept it cool but it got me heated
And I'm 'bout to show 'em how it go
At the river, I show 'em how it flow
At the show, and they knowin' my M-O
If you don't f*ck with me, don't do what I do
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outer space, now I gotta go back to the moon
Nigga, back over the trees
Niggas still rollin', we back on the east
I'm still havin' soldiers that handle the needs
The vengeance is givin' them ease
You talkin' that rat shit with all of that cheese
We havin' some lemon squeeze
I let your BM do whatever I please
You know she do good on her knees
I finally discovered the breeze
I'm glad I can see I'm the one they discussin'
It ain't 'bout that money, you got me disgusted
You like it, then he gotta love it
He hope I stoop down just to get up and close to a nigga 'cause I'm up above it
My homie keep beggin' to clean up a couple of niggas, but ain't really budgin'
Gotta watch for the law, so I really can't talk to you niggas, but f*ck it
I'm a real boss and I gotta be cautious 'cause niggas don't keep it a hunnid
It ain't my fault that I had to fall out with you niggas, but f*ck it
Ain't havin' time to be tongue wrestlin' with niggas, come see me in public
You can't be trustin', you gotta watch out for these people
'Cause shit'll get ugly, and you can be lucky if you can look out for your people
When he ain't have nothin' and tried to make somethin', we lookin' through hay for a needle
When you ever fall down and your back hit the ground
Better pray to the Gods you don't need 'em, yeah
If you don't f*ck with me, don't do what I do
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outer space, now I gotta go back to the moon
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outerspace, now I gotta go back to the moon
Nigga right back on the shrooms
Nigga geeked up like it ain't nun' to lose
Two months, I'm back on the move
Right back in the club throwin' racks in the pool
I'm 'bout to start actin' a fool
It's just you and me, and you know who I choose
You knew this would happen, you cut off the crew
I'm talkin' to me and not you
I missed out on millions and millions, that money is gone
Ain't get no compensation, ain't no conversation for niggas, we ready to roll
Let's get back to that basic, main reason they fakin' 'cause I done been f*ckin' they hoes
Only reason you said it 'cause these niggas said it, you suckin' the dick and the toes
You get caught, gotta know how it go
'Cause this shit could get tricky fasho
Rich enough to get put in a hole
Got a crew but I been all alone
I been drivin' the car from the back takin' pictures and pieces in back of the Rolls
And I think these lil' boys wanna cook somethin'
Let's crank up the beef and get back to the shows
In Miami, we BP the boat
Put the bulletproof back on the road
Been a minute, it's been so long
Ever wondered that I was doin' wrong
I said, "Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone"
Man, these niggas couldn't see me with the song
If these niggas done never see me, probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along
And Young Gunna didn't get a season, these niggas'll never put it on
I can't stop, I gave what was needed
Yeah, I know y'all, Wun-Wunna put me on
Kept it cool but it got me heated
And I'm 'bout to show 'em how it go
At the river, I show 'em how it flow
At the show, and they knowin' my M-O
If you don't f*ck with me, don't do what I do
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outer space, now I gotta go back to the moon
Nigga, back over the trees
Niggas still rollin', we back on the east
I'm still havin' soldiers that handle the needs
The vengeance is givin' them ease
You talkin' that rat shit with all of that cheese
We havin' some lemon squeeze
I let your BM do whatever I please
You know she do good on her knees
I finally discovered the breeze
I'm glad I can see I'm the one they discussin'
It ain't 'bout that money, you got me disgusted
You like it, then he gotta love it
He hope I stoop down just to get up and close to a nigga 'cause I'm up above it
My homie keep beggin' to clean up a couple of niggas, but ain't really budgin'
Gotta watch for the law, so I really can't talk to you niggas, but f*ck it
I'm a real boss and I gotta be cautious 'cause niggas don't keep it a hunnid
It ain't my fault that I had to fall out with you niggas, but f*ck it
Ain't havin' time to be tongue wrestlin' with niggas, come see me in public
You can't be trustin', you gotta watch out for these people
'Cause shit'll get ugly, and you can be lucky if you can look out for your people
When he ain't have nothin' and tried to make somethin', we lookin' through hay for a needle
When you ever fall down and your back hit the ground
Better pray to the Gods you don't need 'em, yeah
If you don't f*ck with me, don't do what I do
Think he the one, but he really the two
Better get low when I hit at your crew
I'm sendin' the cleaners through
I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you niggas ain't seen my move
They sat me down like I went outer space, now I gotta go back to the moon
Writer: Kenneth Redfield, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens, Simarpreet Bahia
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
idk nomore
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
I'm done with all these foes on my soul, just forget 'em
Ten months without no syrup, ain't no more codeine in my liver
Why men actin' like girls, talkin' to niggas like they sisters?
And if you wanna roll you can go on the road with 'em
Lookin' through that peephole, better hope it ain't a hitter
I could do bad on my own, I'on't wanna f*ck with niggas
Had a big brother that loved me, a stone cold killer
If it's family, that mean the love is never ever endin'
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark (I know that when you shine)
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
Niggas just stay mad, that there is really somethin' else to it
It's always been your plan, you just ain't have no way to do it
'Member we was cool? I gave you shit when I didn't use it
Lemme get that money back, I hope you ain't ran through it
Wanna know how Wunna feel? Then listen to my music
Talk about that shit and all that knowin' I was clueless
Real life on this type of shit, it feel like a movie
I feel I just don't know no more, what all else'll do me?
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark (I know that when you shine)
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and forever apart
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
They was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
(I know that when you shine)
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
I'm done with all these foes on my soul, just forget 'em
Ten months without no syrup, ain't no more codeine in my liver
Why men actin' like girls, talkin' to niggas like they sisters?
And if you wanna roll you can go on the road with 'em
Lookin' through that peephole, better hope it ain't a hitter
I could do bad on my own, I'on't wanna f*ck with niggas
Had a big brother that loved me, a stone cold killer
If it's family, that mean the love is never ever endin'
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark (I know that when you shine)
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
Niggas just stay mad, that there is really somethin' else to it
It's always been your plan, you just ain't have no way to do it
'Member we was cool? I gave you shit when I didn't use it
Lemme get that money back, I hope you ain't ran through it
Wanna know how Wunna feel? Then listen to my music
Talk about that shit and all that knowin' I was clueless
Real life on this type of shit, it feel like a movie
I feel I just don't know no more, what all else'll do me?
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I can't put my finger on it, I don't know who to call
We was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all
I know that when you shine they wish some days'll be dark (I know that when you shine)
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart
We burned the bridge and cut the ties and forever apart
And I know there be a time you really show who you are
They was never used to money, they don't know how to ball
They lookin' for me, let 'em know I'm buildin' a wall
(I know that when you shine)
Writer: Cameron Griffin, Chandler Great, Nils Noden, Omar Perrin, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
paybach
It's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
Niggas say I did it and I swear that I ain't did it (Nah)
I'm still out here gettin' it, I'm a product of my business (Yeah)
Motherf*ck the system, tryna to give us all a sentence
I'd tell you the differencе, you don't know the feelin' (Know the feelin')
Rollin' up, gettin' high, ashеs falling on my linen (Yeah)
Life changin' with the time, so lately, I been reminiscin'
Sittin' back of the Maybach, wishin' we that was in the Bentley (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout all of these f*ck niggas that always had some envy
Yeah, know they envious (Envious)
Switching on my brother, are you serious? (Serious)
Nigga ain't gon' touch me and that's period (Period)
Only person I fear on this world is God (World is God)
Please do not look for me, I'm going far
I made a few mistakes, but I'm still a star
I hate the government, tryna tear us apart
But I'ma keep it goin', that's what's in my heart
It's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
Daytime, havin' the chills, in the feel of frustration (Frustration)
Nigga done got so big like we going 'gainst the nation (Yeah)
I gotta fix some real problems, take me to the maintenance (Maintenance)
I solitude to figure out my situation (Situation)
Real discrete location, out of state with my lil' lady (My lil' lady)
Told my dog, "Be patient, we gon' boost back up the ratings" (Yeah)
Condo overseas, I told her, "This ain't no vacation" (Nah)
Gon' do it times ten this time for all the times I waited
We done had to wait enough (Wait enough)
I take a fall and break it down and build it up (Build it up)
Uh, staying down, countin' to hundred plus (Hundred plus)
All you f*ckin' suckers keep on holdin' nuts (Holdin' nuts)
Gunna runnin' out of love
I thought that we was fam', we really never was
I lost a lot of niggas, ooh, a lot of doves (Ooh, woah)
And you thought I was on surface but I rose above (Ooh, woah)
It's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
(Run it back, Turbo)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
Niggas say I did it and I swear that I ain't did it (Nah)
I'm still out here gettin' it, I'm a product of my business (Yeah)
Motherf*ck the system, tryna to give us all a sentence
I'd tell you the differencе, you don't know the feelin' (Know the feelin')
Rollin' up, gettin' high, ashеs falling on my linen (Yeah)
Life changin' with the time, so lately, I been reminiscin'
Sittin' back of the Maybach, wishin' we that was in the Bentley (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout all of these f*ck niggas that always had some envy
Yeah, know they envious (Envious)
Switching on my brother, are you serious? (Serious)
Nigga ain't gon' touch me and that's period (Period)
Only person I fear on this world is God (World is God)
Please do not look for me, I'm going far
I made a few mistakes, but I'm still a star
I hate the government, tryna tear us apart
But I'ma keep it goin', that's what's in my heart
It's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
Daytime, havin' the chills, in the feel of frustration (Frustration)
Nigga done got so big like we going 'gainst the nation (Yeah)
I gotta fix some real problems, take me to the maintenance (Maintenance)
I solitude to figure out my situation (Situation)
Real discrete location, out of state with my lil' lady (My lil' lady)
Told my dog, "Be patient, we gon' boost back up the ratings" (Yeah)
Condo overseas, I told her, "This ain't no vacation" (Nah)
Gon' do it times ten this time for all the times I waited
We done had to wait enough (Wait enough)
I take a fall and break it down and build it up (Build it up)
Uh, staying down, countin' to hundred plus (Hundred plus)
All you f*ckin' suckers keep on holdin' nuts (Holdin' nuts)
Gunna runnin' out of love
I thought that we was fam', we really never was
I lost a lot of niggas, ooh, a lot of doves (Ooh, woah)
And you thought I was on surface but I rose above (Ooh, woah)
It's gon' feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh)
It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at)
Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat)
Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back (Nah)
I just wanna live, pray we all get back (Yeah)
I been smokin', sheddin' tears in my large Maybach (Uh)
No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax)
Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse
(Run it back, Turbo)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
cash shit
(X-Plosive)
Uh
Now you niggas know I talk nothin' but cash shit, know what I mean?
Know what I mean?
Run up them racks like I wanna
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Count up them racks with GunWunna)
Carats on one of my pointers
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Hold on)
Uh, stones in my teeth, I don't talk for free
I don't care to speak, I'ma be brief (I'ma be brief)
Goyard the brief, I got a freak
She havin' C, we wanna see (We wanna see)
How many M's? (Many M's) Smokin' grams, I smoke out the P, she with a the P (Yeah)
I'ma prevail (Prevail), parasail, I float through the sea, yacht overseas
Count up, then stack some more hundreds (More hundreds)
Geeked up, I don't wanna go under (Geeked up, I don't wanna go under)
They know I can come make it thunder (They know I can come make it thunder)
Can't see me like young Stevie Wonder (Can't see me)
I drip like a sweat in the sauna (The sauna)
I swear, I can't wait for the summer (I swear, I can't wait for the summer)
Pop out, when I drip, it's a puddle (A puddle)
You know ain't no need to be subtle (Nah)
Run up them racks like I wanna (Wanna)
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Wunna)
Carats on one of my pointers (Carats on one of my pointers)
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, hold on)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, huh, hold on)
Uh, stand on ten toes, heart gettin' cold
I don't suppose, far from a ho (Far from a ho)
Watchin' 'em close, I'm 'cross the globe
You niggas broke, energy low
I don't really care though (Nah)
Out the barrel, man, free my bro Jeffro
Back to business, it's way more dinero (Way more dinero)
Goddamn it, I started with zero, ain't have a hero
I thank no squad, I see nobody (Nah)
I don't give no f*ck how you go 'bout it (Go 'bout it)
Pull up, pull off in a big body (Skrrt)
Got a few bitches with new bodies (With new bodies)
Take the top off, let the smoke out it (Yeah)
Count up that cash in a new Audi (New Audi)
Tint is so dark, I can't see out it (Can't see out it)
Might hit them racks, had to re-route it (Had to re-route it)
Run up them racks like I wanna (Wanna)
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Wunna)
Carats on one of my pointers (Carats on one of my pointers)
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, hold on)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna
Uh
Now you niggas know I talk nothin' but cash shit, know what I mean?
Know what I mean?
Run up them racks like I wanna
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Count up them racks with GunWunna)
Carats on one of my pointers
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Hold on)
Uh, stones in my teeth, I don't talk for free
I don't care to speak, I'ma be brief (I'ma be brief)
Goyard the brief, I got a freak
She havin' C, we wanna see (We wanna see)
How many M's? (Many M's) Smokin' grams, I smoke out the P, she with a the P (Yeah)
I'ma prevail (Prevail), parasail, I float through the sea, yacht overseas
Count up, then stack some more hundreds (More hundreds)
Geeked up, I don't wanna go under (Geeked up, I don't wanna go under)
They know I can come make it thunder (They know I can come make it thunder)
Can't see me like young Stevie Wonder (Can't see me)
I drip like a sweat in the sauna (The sauna)
I swear, I can't wait for the summer (I swear, I can't wait for the summer)
Pop out, when I drip, it's a puddle (A puddle)
You know ain't no need to be subtle (Nah)
Run up them racks like I wanna (Wanna)
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Wunna)
Carats on one of my pointers (Carats on one of my pointers)
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, hold on)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, huh, hold on)
Uh, stand on ten toes, heart gettin' cold
I don't suppose, far from a ho (Far from a ho)
Watchin' 'em close, I'm 'cross the globe
You niggas broke, energy low
I don't really care though (Nah)
Out the barrel, man, free my bro Jeffro
Back to business, it's way more dinero (Way more dinero)
Goddamn it, I started with zero, ain't have a hero
I thank no squad, I see nobody (Nah)
I don't give no f*ck how you go 'bout it (Go 'bout it)
Pull up, pull off in a big body (Skrrt)
Got a few bitches with new bodies (With new bodies)
Take the top off, let the smoke out it (Yeah)
Count up that cash in a new Audi (New Audi)
Tint is so dark, I can't see out it (Can't see out it)
Might hit them racks, had to re-route it (Had to re-route it)
Run up them racks like I wanna (Wanna)
Count up them racks with GunWunna (Wunna)
Carats on one of my pointers (Carats on one of my pointers)
Clarity V's, I see water (Clarity V's, I see water)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, hold on)
Talk the cash shit like I wanna
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Fukumean
(Ooh, Dunk Rock)
(F*ck you mean?)
Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge
Watch me jump right off the curb
Bentley Spur fly like a bird
Spin on the first and the third
Solid, I'm keepin' my word
Can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard
Crank up the foreign, I swerve
Keep me a stick if they purge
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
(F*ck you mean?)
Young Gunna Wunna, they workin' my nerves
I'm 'bout to pour up some syrup
F*ckin' this bitch like a perv'
Smack from the back, grab her perm
Ice, the burr, uh, shittin' on all you lil' turds
Can't take that dick, wait your turn
In my own lane, we can't merge
Suck with no hands, you can learn
Let's see how much you can earn
Watch me go big like the Worm
And I ain't smokin' no sherm
I'm in this bitch with P Litty, QP, QP-ski
All of my bitches is pretty, they showin' they titties, it's up to the ceilin'
I let her run through a million, I rock with her really, let's f*ck on a billion
I'ma get down to the gritty, then f*ck up the city, the home of the villains
Ecstasy, wonderful feelin'
Smoke out the pound when I'm chillin'
Trappin', I made me a killin'
Look, I got everybody wishin'
I hope you play your position
I don't want nobody listenin'
I see the ho with precision
Get rich my only decision
F*ck you mean?
Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge
Watch me jump right off the curb
Bentley Spur fly like a bird
Spin on the first and the third
Solid, I'm keepin' my word
Can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard
Crank up the foreign, I swerve
Keep me a stick if they purge
(F*ck you mean?)
(F*ck you mean?)
Yeah
Yeah
(F*ck you mean?)
Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge
Watch me jump right off the curb
Bentley Spur fly like a bird
Spin on the first and the third
Solid, I'm keepin' my word
Can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard
Crank up the foreign, I swerve
Keep me a stick if they purge
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
(F*ck you mean?)
Young Gunna Wunna, they workin' my nerves
I'm 'bout to pour up some syrup
F*ckin' this bitch like a perv'
Smack from the back, grab her perm
Ice, the burr, uh, shittin' on all you lil' turds
Can't take that dick, wait your turn
In my own lane, we can't merge
Suck with no hands, you can learn
Let's see how much you can earn
Watch me go big like the Worm
And I ain't smokin' no sherm
I'm in this bitch with P Litty, QP, QP-ski
All of my bitches is pretty, they showin' they titties, it's up to the ceilin'
I let her run through a million, I rock with her really, let's f*ck on a billion
I'ma get down to the gritty, then f*ck up the city, the home of the villains
Ecstasy, wonderful feelin'
Smoke out the pound when I'm chillin'
Trappin', I made me a killin'
Look, I got everybody wishin'
I hope you play your position
I don't want nobody listenin'
I see the ho with precision
Get rich my only decision
F*ck you mean?
Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge
Watch me jump right off the curb
Bentley Spur fly like a bird
Spin on the first and the third
Solid, I'm keepin' my word
Can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard
Crank up the foreign, I swerve
Keep me a stick if they purge
(F*ck you mean?)
(F*ck you mean?)
Yeah
Yeah
Writer: Florian Onganga, Lucas N. Difabbio, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
rodeo dr
Yeah
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto
You know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
Told my lil' brother we pullin' up spankin' these niggas that thinkin' we hoes
Don't do no explainin', don't know what you thinkin', but you help a young nigga grow
You add up the ten rings on both of my fingers, I paid like six hundred or more (yeah)
Gave out so many bands and bought so many bangers, you ask and the real niggas know
I been puttin' that shit on, showin' these boys how to dress
And get fresh and pull up with the hoes (yeah)
Don't care 'bout no nigga been sendin' me threats on the West, I get love from the Locs (yeah)
Let me turn back around and go back to a cell for a nigga with internet jokes (yeah)
F*ck this shit, I'm still doin' it for Jeff and Lil Keed
And you know it's R.I.P. to the Pope (yeah)
And my heart covered in Chrome, damn, they just now rockin' Chrome
Gunna back up early morn', bad bitches passin' me robes (yeah)
Half you lil' spenders been doin' it wrong, I never talk on the phone (nah)
He a clout chaser, they wanna be known, mad that we didn't put 'em on (yeah)
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto, you know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
You pick the fight, ain't no way you can run from it, nigga, 'cause we goin' at it (yeah)
I know some niggas locked up in the dungeon that say they feel me like a fabric (yeah)
I know you heard I been pullin' up pressin' these niggas who claimin' I ratted (yeah)
And been all on the yacht with my motherf*ckin' shirt off
Look at it, my whole body tatted (yeah)
Got the T-rex automatic
No, I ain't signed to Atlantic (nah)
Bulletproof truck and it's matted (yeah)
Ain't takin' shit else for granted (nah)
All this shit cost, it ain't nothin' for free in this shit
So, yeah, I gotta have it (yeah)
Yeah, it's the young Gunna Wunna
And I'm still the big P and a star like Dallas (yeah)
Back on the Addy
One of my diamonds a Patek (yeah)
I got these niggas the maddest
I'm dressin' up like a salad (yeah)
I sent his (yeah)
I sent his BM the addy
She done pulled up with no panties
In my Los Angeles palace (yeah)
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto
You know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto
You know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
Told my lil' brother we pullin' up spankin' these niggas that thinkin' we hoes
Don't do no explainin', don't know what you thinkin', but you help a young nigga grow
You add up the ten rings on both of my fingers, I paid like six hundred or more (yeah)
Gave out so many bands and bought so many bangers, you ask and the real niggas know
I been puttin' that shit on, showin' these boys how to dress
And get fresh and pull up with the hoes (yeah)
Don't care 'bout no nigga been sendin' me threats on the West, I get love from the Locs (yeah)
Let me turn back around and go back to a cell for a nigga with internet jokes (yeah)
F*ck this shit, I'm still doin' it for Jeff and Lil Keed
And you know it's R.I.P. to the Pope (yeah)
And my heart covered in Chrome, damn, they just now rockin' Chrome
Gunna back up early morn', bad bitches passin' me robes (yeah)
Half you lil' spenders been doin' it wrong, I never talk on the phone (nah)
He a clout chaser, they wanna be known, mad that we didn't put 'em on (yeah)
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto, you know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
You pick the fight, ain't no way you can run from it, nigga, 'cause we goin' at it (yeah)
I know some niggas locked up in the dungeon that say they feel me like a fabric (yeah)
I know you heard I been pullin' up pressin' these niggas who claimin' I ratted (yeah)
And been all on the yacht with my motherf*ckin' shirt off
Look at it, my whole body tatted (yeah)
Got the T-rex automatic
No, I ain't signed to Atlantic (nah)
Bulletproof truck and it's matted (yeah)
Ain't takin' shit else for granted (nah)
All this shit cost, it ain't nothin' for free in this shit
So, yeah, I gotta have it (yeah)
Yeah, it's the young Gunna Wunna
And I'm still the big P and a star like Dallas (yeah)
Back on the Addy
One of my diamonds a Patek (yeah)
I got these niggas the maddest
I'm dressin' up like a salad (yeah)
I sent his (yeah)
I sent his BM the addy
She done pulled up with no panties
In my Los Angeles palace (yeah)
And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (yeah)
Helpin' the P out, I'm beamin' on Narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (yeah)
OJ (yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto
You know that was always the motto (yeah)
It's a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let his BM come and swallow
Writer: Angelo Ferraro, Florian Ongonga, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
bottom
(Run that back, Turbo)
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
I'm lettin' the energy build up
Let's show these lil' niggas you brick tough
Put the order in, nigga, we cater
It's a whole different way you was raised up
Ain't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts
Talkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust
I can have them boys leakin' out red stuff
Niggas Saweetie (sweet)
Uhn-uhn, never could be me
Not the boy with the orange Lamborghini
Yeah, the one match the hat to the beanie (woah, woah)
'Bout to eat it, I'm greedy
In the coupe with my name in the seating
And you ain't seen it
You ain't seen it
I say f*ck you, you know that I mean it
I don't care to hear none of your grievance
Hit me up, Gunna back takin' meetings
Sittin' back, I'm prepared for a reason
Told my dog, "Let's get back to this eatin'"
I was broke, but I still kept it decent
Now we way over decent
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
I think how to get money every day
F*ck these niggas, I don't wanna share space
Take a risk, hope it play out the best way
Gunna Wunna gone, I'm on the airway
Flyin' solo on niggas, the jet way
Got three M's worth of ice in the staircase
All that lookin', tell me, what's the stare rate?
P got your bitch (woah, woah)
P took your bitch on a dinner date
P got these boys with the bitter face
We pushin' up, better get it straight
I doubled up (woah, woah)
Count my racks up on the interstate
Catchin' up with niggas any day
Lord still bless the kid in a better way (uh)
Way better reader
F*ck them niggas, I don't even need 'em
Poppin' out with a different demeanor
Uh-uh, you ain't seen him
Yeah, yeah, no nigga cleaner
Got 'em shocked 'cause the world wouldn't greet him
Steppin' up 'cause I'm really a leader
Answer this, do the world really need him?
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
I'm lettin' the energy build up
Let's show these lil' niggas you brick tough
Put the order in, nigga, we cater
It's a whole different way you was raised up
Ain't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts
Talkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust
I can have them boys leakin' out red stuff
Niggas Saweetie (sweet)
Uhn-uhn, never could be me
Not the boy with the orange Lamborghini
Yeah, the one match the hat to the beanie (woah, woah)
'Bout to eat it, I'm greedy
In the coupe with my name in the seating
And you ain't seen it
You ain't seen it
I say f*ck you, you know that I mean it
I don't care to hear none of your grievance
Hit me up, Gunna back takin' meetings
Sittin' back, I'm prepared for a reason
Told my dog, "Let's get back to this eatin'"
I was broke, but I still kept it decent
Now we way over decent
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
I think how to get money every day
F*ck these niggas, I don't wanna share space
Take a risk, hope it play out the best way
Gunna Wunna gone, I'm on the airway
Flyin' solo on niggas, the jet way
Got three M's worth of ice in the staircase
All that lookin', tell me, what's the stare rate?
P got your bitch (woah, woah)
P took your bitch on a dinner date
P got these boys with the bitter face
We pushin' up, better get it straight
I doubled up (woah, woah)
Count my racks up on the interstate
Catchin' up with niggas any day
Lord still bless the kid in a better way (uh)
Way better reader
F*ck them niggas, I don't even need 'em
Poppin' out with a different demeanor
Uh-uh, you ain't seen him
Yeah, yeah, no nigga cleaner
Got 'em shocked 'cause the world wouldn't greet him
Steppin' up 'cause I'm really a leader
Answer this, do the world really need him?
Came from the bottom
Now the fans, they spot him (woah, woah)
Talk of the topic
Can't even stop it (woah, woah)
Lot of you copyin'
Here for the profits (woah, woah)
Find you a hobby
'Cause it's bread on your noggin'
Writer: Camren Martin, Chandler Great, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
P Angels
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (yeah)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
I got P Angels, they pullin' up whisperin' (P's)
Breakin' down sixes, and geekin' and trippin'
I'm with the bad ones, the ones they be trickin' (the bad ones)
Y'all niggas laughin', we laughin' right with you (ha)
Only thing that matter is bigger picture
Want you get mad, try and send one your hitters (send one your hitters)
I know he mad he found out that I hit her (found)
Couple more baddies, let's order more liquor (let's order)
Kickin' my P, let these boys talk in pillows (kickin')
All in they mouth, I'm the motherf*ckin' dinner (motherf*ckin' dinner)
Come to my crib, you gon' need some credentials (come on)
Two or three gates pullin' up, ain't that simple (nah)
Factory AP, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I do business with the original dealer (original dealer)
Handle business, get on top of you niggas (on top of you niggas)
Hope Lord, forgive me, you know I'm a sinner (yeah)
The drip when I walk I'm a oil spiller (oil spiller)
I mixed the Marni with Margiela (Margiela)
Do my big one like Godzilla (Godzilla)
Caramel and redbone and some of them yellow (some of them yellow)
Had to whip out the card (card)
Keep the black card like a car dealer (dealer)
Push P like park (park)
Go back up to space out of Dodge (yeah)
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (yeah)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
I f*ck some baddies four hours straight (yeah)
Pill came from Porn Hub, we f*cked out the gate (yeah)
Hit the plantation, a millionaire estate (millionaire estate)
Geeked like the station back in the day (geeked)
I'm stayin' focused, get paid (get paid)
I bought a Lotus, Wale (Wale)
Ain't givin' warnings, clear the way (clear the way)
Paint on my watches the same color of spades (yeah)
Peace to Wunna, she don't wanna get saved
Nigga can't count how much money I made
Flew to the Yams, I got tired of the shade (gone)
I can't see nothin' in these new Prada shades (new Prada shades)
I'll send the cleaners I keep me a maid
I'm from the hood, still'll catch me a fade (catch me a fade, fade)
What's crackin', lil nigga? Let's get us a fade
F*ck all that bullshit, I went back to get it
I laid in Sky-ami, been a minute
I'm gon' get a GRAMMY, that's my witness
I want it, I get it independent
Took her some L's and still winnin'
Roll up an L, I'm so high, see the city
I locked her in 'cause she freaky and saditty
Pop back right out and I'm showin' up petty
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (yeah)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
I got P Angels, they pullin' up whisperin' (P's)
Breakin' down sixes, and geekin' and trippin'
I'm with the bad ones, the ones they be trickin' (the bad ones)
Y'all niggas laughin', we laughin' right with you (ha)
Only thing that matter is bigger picture
Want you get mad, try and send one your hitters (send one your hitters)
I know he mad he found out that I hit her (found)
Couple more baddies, let's order more liquor (let's order)
Kickin' my P, let these boys talk in pillows (kickin')
All in they mouth, I'm the motherf*ckin' dinner (motherf*ckin' dinner)
Come to my crib, you gon' need some credentials (come on)
Two or three gates pullin' up, ain't that simple (nah)
Factory AP, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I do business with the original dealer (original dealer)
Handle business, get on top of you niggas (on top of you niggas)
Hope Lord, forgive me, you know I'm a sinner (yeah)
The drip when I walk I'm a oil spiller (oil spiller)
I mixed the Marni with Margiela (Margiela)
Do my big one like Godzilla (Godzilla)
Caramel and redbone and some of them yellow (some of them yellow)
Had to whip out the card (card)
Keep the black card like a car dealer (dealer)
Push P like park (park)
Go back up to space out of Dodge (yeah)
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (yeah)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
I f*ck some baddies four hours straight (yeah)
Pill came from Porn Hub, we f*cked out the gate (yeah)
Hit the plantation, a millionaire estate (millionaire estate)
Geeked like the station back in the day (geeked)
I'm stayin' focused, get paid (get paid)
I bought a Lotus, Wale (Wale)
Ain't givin' warnings, clear the way (clear the way)
Paint on my watches the same color of spades (yeah)
Peace to Wunna, she don't wanna get saved
Nigga can't count how much money I made
Flew to the Yams, I got tired of the shade (gone)
I can't see nothin' in these new Prada shades (new Prada shades)
I'll send the cleaners I keep me a maid
I'm from the hood, still'll catch me a fade (catch me a fade, fade)
What's crackin', lil nigga? Let's get us a fade
F*ck all that bullshit, I went back to get it
I laid in Sky-ami, been a minute
I'm gon' get a GRAMMY, that's my witness
I want it, I get it independent
Took her some L's and still winnin'
Roll up an L, I'm so high, see the city
I locked her in 'cause she freaky and saditty
Pop back right out and I'm showin' up petty
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (yeah)
Took a few losses, that's part of the game (that's part of the game)
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain (yeah)
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days (twenty-somethin' days)
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (smoke all the Haze)
Writer: Sergio Giavanni Kitchens, Willis Keaton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
born rich
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Took my hard earned and made a profit
Never had shit, so if I like it, I'ma cop it
Forgis on big body Benz, squattin', yeah
My Dior mami call me Big Papi, yeah
You cool, but wait 'til when you really poppin'
Survivin' the spendin' addiction is not an option, yeah
Get so rich, it's only hurts your pockets
Live life, pay when you move, it feel like Monopoly, yeah
And we goin' rich
You f*ck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You f*ck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
F*ck a car so, Rolls-Royce for your nanny
'Fore I had you, your mama would always call me daddy
Mixed breed and had a Panamanian lil' baby
Turn a BM to a Panamera lady, yeah
Drop turbo, it's a trey-eighty, cash
Tukas and principles paid ready, cash
She too basic, I'm Tom Brady, pass
Have a kid, now you got generational cash
Went to Hermes and got all the colors they had (they had)
And then we goin' rich
You f*ck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You f*ck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Took my hard earned and made a profit
Never had shit, so if I like it, I'ma cop it
Forgis on big body Benz, squattin', yeah
My Dior mami call me Big Papi, yeah
You cool, but wait 'til when you really poppin'
Survivin' the spendin' addiction is not an option, yeah
Get so rich, it's only hurts your pockets
Live life, pay when you move, it feel like Monopoly, yeah
And we goin' rich
You f*ck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You f*ck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
F*ck a car so, Rolls-Royce for your nanny
'Fore I had you, your mama would always call me daddy
Mixed breed and had a Panamanian lil' baby
Turn a BM to a Panamera lady, yeah
Drop turbo, it's a trey-eighty, cash
Tukas and principles paid ready, cash
She too basic, I'm Tom Brady, pass
Have a kid, now you got generational cash
Went to Hermes and got all the colors they had (they had)
And then we goin' rich
You f*ck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You f*ck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Writer: William B. Keating, Dwan LeCurtis Jaquan Avery, Joshua Luellen, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
go crazy
It's deeper than rap and this life can get crazy
Off the porch and didn't know where to go (Where to go)
Cross the street with my dawg, yeah, the woe' (The woe')
Being me made it harder to grow
Still went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor)
Gunna Wunna been wavy (Gunna Wunna been wavy)
But I always been playing it low (Playing it low)
Gettin' that work on the daily (Getting work on the daily)
Got a M and went crazy (Got a M and went crazy)
Then I went, moved my mom out the shady
Went and bought a Mercedes (Mercedes)
Took a L, niggas thinking it's gravy
Niggas gotta be crazy (Gotta be crazy)
Popping out, they gon' see me in HD
Give a reason to hate me (Reason to hate me)
Me, your bitch and her friend, that's a cool three
I can give 'em three reasons to hate me
I care less that they talking, fearless, I pull off in a yacht like it don't even phase me (Phase me)
I been talking to my accountant a lot, tryna make what I got stack tall like KD
Niggas talking 'bout who calling the shots, bitches calling my phone talking they want a baby
Shit get tragic, but we still make it happen, it's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
All this money, I'm going crazy
All these bitches, I'm going crazy
Missed some millions, I'm going crazy
All these killers, I'm going crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Spending them racks, go crazy (Crazy)
Make it right back, that's crazy (That's crazy)
All these Benjamins, I'ma go crazy (That's crazy)
Getting it in, my numbers look crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Is it true, boy, you reap what you sow?
If you fast, if you know, then you know
When I pray, got my knees on the floor (Pray)
To The High even when I feel low (High)
Ride or die, forever, I hope (Hope)
Even when shit get crazy (When shit get crazy)
Geekin' up, 'bout to stop being sober
Livin' every day faded (Livin' every day faded)
Think I got me a dime, bottom bitch do whatever I tell her whenever I say it (Whenever I say it)
Come to find out her P stand for pussy and she give it to any player that's paying (Paying)
I can dig it, but not for no made man, that's too slow, that lil' money won't phase me
Like you keep pulling folks out the ditch that won't give you back shit and you know that it's crazy
I'm with brother, he helped me get that chip off my shoulder, he told me can't nobody save me
We done traveled, we come save the world, looking out for the girls and took care of the babies
I done took some real losses and losses, I'm sticking it back, ain't nothing you can say to me
Gunna Wunna just said what it was and you still tryna make this shit up and it's crazy
All this money, I'm going crazy
All these bitches, I'm going crazy
Missed some millions, I'm going crazy
All these killers, I'm going crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Spending them racks, go crazy
Make it right back, that's crazy (That's crazy)
All these Benjamins, I'ma go crazy (That's crazy)
Getting it in, my numbers look crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Off the porch and didn't know where to go (Where to go)
Cross the street with my dawg, yeah, the woe' (The woe')
Being me made it harder to grow
Still went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor)
Gunna Wunna been wavy (Gunna Wunna been wavy)
But I always been playing it low (Playing it low)
Gettin' that work on the daily (Getting work on the daily)
Got a M and went crazy (Got a M and went crazy)
Then I went, moved my mom out the shady
Went and bought a Mercedes (Mercedes)
Took a L, niggas thinking it's gravy
Niggas gotta be crazy (Gotta be crazy)
Popping out, they gon' see me in HD
Give a reason to hate me (Reason to hate me)
Me, your bitch and her friend, that's a cool three
I can give 'em three reasons to hate me
I care less that they talking, fearless, I pull off in a yacht like it don't even phase me (Phase me)
I been talking to my accountant a lot, tryna make what I got stack tall like KD
Niggas talking 'bout who calling the shots, bitches calling my phone talking they want a baby
Shit get tragic, but we still make it happen, it's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
All this money, I'm going crazy
All these bitches, I'm going crazy
Missed some millions, I'm going crazy
All these killers, I'm going crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Spending them racks, go crazy (Crazy)
Make it right back, that's crazy (That's crazy)
All these Benjamins, I'ma go crazy (That's crazy)
Getting it in, my numbers look crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Is it true, boy, you reap what you sow?
If you fast, if you know, then you know
When I pray, got my knees on the floor (Pray)
To The High even when I feel low (High)
Ride or die, forever, I hope (Hope)
Even when shit get crazy (When shit get crazy)
Geekin' up, 'bout to stop being sober
Livin' every day faded (Livin' every day faded)
Think I got me a dime, bottom bitch do whatever I tell her whenever I say it (Whenever I say it)
Come to find out her P stand for pussy and she give it to any player that's paying (Paying)
I can dig it, but not for no made man, that's too slow, that lil' money won't phase me
Like you keep pulling folks out the ditch that won't give you back shit and you know that it's crazy
I'm with brother, he helped me get that chip off my shoulder, he told me can't nobody save me
We done traveled, we come save the world, looking out for the girls and took care of the babies
I done took some real losses and losses, I'm sticking it back, ain't nothing you can say to me
Gunna Wunna just said what it was and you still tryna make this shit up and it's crazy
All this money, I'm going crazy
All these bitches, I'm going crazy
Missed some millions, I'm going crazy
All these killers, I'm going crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
Spending them racks, go crazy
Make it right back, that's crazy (That's crazy)
All these Benjamins, I'ma go crazy (That's crazy)
Getting it in, my numbers look crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy (Crazy)
It's deeper than rap and this life'll get crazy
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bread & butter
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars
Never f*cked a nigga, always stayed solid
Kept it real with niggas, never lied and always stay honest
Love my bro so much, I never change on 'em
Hunna Wunna go and do the work, bring you the damn profits
Hustled on my own, I always did know how to sell product
They ain't gave me shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom
Every nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems
We are not the same, ain't in my lane, I got my own column, yeah
Peepin' shit, I'm seein' niggas fall back
You bitch-ass niggas got me as the topic of the chat
You switched on me when you know you in business with a rat
And the boy that's like your brother, and nobody speak on that
The city see it clearly if I had to state a fact
You still f*ck with a nigga that done got yo' partner
Had these niggas talkin', only knew 'em 'cause of Slatt
You rap boys need more streams, heard he put my name on wax
You wouldn't even believe, I ain't had to watch my back
It's niggas really talkin', how you think we done got snatched?
Nobody sent the kite, I sent it wrong way, didn't get it back
This shit done got off track, let's get it back on track
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah
F*ck I pay the lawyers all those mills for?
Just so I won't have to say a word to dodge a railroad
Niggas find it hard to understand, though
Dog can't put me down, I been locked down, I don't know which way to go
Never gave no statement or agreed to take no stand on 'em
On whatever you niggas on, then trust me, I'ma stand on it
Lawyers and the DA did some sneaky shit, I fell for it
On my Ps and Qs because, this time, I be prepared for it, yeah
'Posed to shine, these niggas throwin' shade, though
I can get him hit, but I'ma just chill and just see how it go
What he say? He want some smoke with me, ain't in my time zone
Any given day, I could just pop out one of them side doors
Gunna, he too slick, you ain't gon know which way I pled
Shit too hot, I can't even put no money in
Pullin' up, pop out, like, "What the f*ck you niggas said?"
Ain't with all that talkin', this the last time I'ma say it
Prolly think I'm sick, the way I keep poppin' these meds
I finally found out that's just the way the devil dance
Had too many niggas 'round I fed that bit my hand
I got too many folks to feed, you just don't understand, yeah
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars
Never f*cked a nigga, always stayed solid
Kept it real with niggas, never lied and always stay honest
Love my bro so much, I never change on 'em
Hunna Wunna go and do the work, bring you the damn profits
Hustled on my own, I always did know how to sell product
They ain't gave me shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom
Every nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems
We are not the same, ain't in my lane, I got my own column, yeah
Peepin' shit, I'm seein' niggas fall back
You bitch-ass niggas got me as the topic of the chat
You switched on me when you know you in business with a rat
And the boy that's like your brother, and nobody speak on that
The city see it clearly if I had to state a fact
You still f*ck with a nigga that done got yo' partner
Had these niggas talkin', only knew 'em 'cause of Slatt
You rap boys need more streams, heard he put my name on wax
You wouldn't even believe, I ain't had to watch my back
It's niggas really talkin', how you think we done got snatched?
Nobody sent the kite, I sent it wrong way, didn't get it back
This shit done got off track, let's get it back on track
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah
F*ck I pay the lawyers all those mills for?
Just so I won't have to say a word to dodge a railroad
Niggas find it hard to understand, though
Dog can't put me down, I been locked down, I don't know which way to go
Never gave no statement or agreed to take no stand on 'em
On whatever you niggas on, then trust me, I'ma stand on it
Lawyers and the DA did some sneaky shit, I fell for it
On my Ps and Qs because, this time, I be prepared for it, yeah
'Posed to shine, these niggas throwin' shade, though
I can get him hit, but I'ma just chill and just see how it go
What he say? He want some smoke with me, ain't in my time zone
Any given day, I could just pop out one of them side doors
Gunna, he too slick, you ain't gon know which way I pled
Shit too hot, I can't even put no money in
Pullin' up, pop out, like, "What the f*ck you niggas said?"
Ain't with all that talkin', this the last time I'ma say it
Prolly think I'm sick, the way I keep poppin' these meds
I finally found out that's just the way the devil dance
Had too many niggas 'round I fed that bit my hand
I got too many folks to feed, you just don't understand, yeah
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
F*ck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah
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turned your back
Oh
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
I get back on the road, this time, ain't pressin' the brakes
How dare you fix your lips with me, you don't know what it take
I'm out here on my own, they throwin' stones every day
My bitch in bed alone, I wanna sleep, but I can't
I'm only in control of me
That monkey on my back, he holdin' me
I madе his life a breeze
You ain't have shit, I lеt you roll the weed
I pull up, park the Porsche, she hold the keys
I let her hold the keys
When I came home, I kept it low, they ain't even notice me
They kept on pokin', they ain't know they'd get the roguish me
I never knew one day that we'd agree to disagree
They got ho tendency, I don't want no sympathy
And I'm right back on my grind, I ain't wastin' no more time, no
This ain't just rhymes, I'm sayin' shit that's in my mind, yeah
I fed you, gave you shoes and clothes, and you just signed out (Oh)
Stick by my side, ain't no need to tell me lies, oh
Been do or die, I'm gon' trust you gon' ride through it all (That you gon' ride through it all)
Oh (Oh)
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
[Verse 2]
I heard the rumors sayin' I'm packin' up and flyin' out
We ain't goin' nowhere, I'm stayin' here, gon' fight it out
I been like, "F*ck it, let's just give these niggas all clout"
Goin' on for months and I just keep on seein' these dark clouds
I told myself it's gon' get greater, I don't know how (I don't know how)
How, it don't make no noise when I'm around (It don't make no noise when I'm around)
Press up on them boys out of town
I need some blood, better send that boy to Red Cross
No, I ain't scared, I just hate to see you dead, dog
You talkin' fire when you know I really play it raw
We havin' problems, ain't no tellin' how they gon' be solved
Miss solitude, I'm out of state and I ain't talkin' calls
In my own shoes, I'm on the move and I ain't break it off
Look at these dudes crossin' they fingers, hopin' that I fall
I paid my dues, looked out for niggas that was supposed to ball
I realized I didn't read between the lines, oh
And I ain't blind, had to open up my eyes and see it all (Open up my eyes and see it all)
Oh (Oh)
I keep gettin' high, it's been hard to ease my mind, oh
Been on this ride and they done told so many lies through it all (So many lies through it all)
Oh (Oh)
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
[Outro]
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
I get back on the road, this time, ain't pressin' the brakes
How dare you fix your lips with me, you don't know what it take
I'm out here on my own, they throwin' stones every day
My bitch in bed alone, I wanna sleep, but I can't
I'm only in control of me
That monkey on my back, he holdin' me
I madе his life a breeze
You ain't have shit, I lеt you roll the weed
I pull up, park the Porsche, she hold the keys
I let her hold the keys
When I came home, I kept it low, they ain't even notice me
They kept on pokin', they ain't know they'd get the roguish me
I never knew one day that we'd agree to disagree
They got ho tendency, I don't want no sympathy
And I'm right back on my grind, I ain't wastin' no more time, no
This ain't just rhymes, I'm sayin' shit that's in my mind, yeah
I fed you, gave you shoes and clothes, and you just signed out (Oh)
Stick by my side, ain't no need to tell me lies, oh
Been do or die, I'm gon' trust you gon' ride through it all (That you gon' ride through it all)
Oh (Oh)
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
[Verse 2]
I heard the rumors sayin' I'm packin' up and flyin' out
We ain't goin' nowhere, I'm stayin' here, gon' fight it out
I been like, "F*ck it, let's just give these niggas all clout"
Goin' on for months and I just keep on seein' these dark clouds
I told myself it's gon' get greater, I don't know how (I don't know how)
How, it don't make no noise when I'm around (It don't make no noise when I'm around)
Press up on them boys out of town
I need some blood, better send that boy to Red Cross
No, I ain't scared, I just hate to see you dead, dog
You talkin' fire when you know I really play it raw
We havin' problems, ain't no tellin' how they gon' be solved
Miss solitude, I'm out of state and I ain't talkin' calls
In my own shoes, I'm on the move and I ain't break it off
Look at these dudes crossin' they fingers, hopin' that I fall
I paid my dues, looked out for niggas that was supposed to ball
I realized I didn't read between the lines, oh
And I ain't blind, had to open up my eyes and see it all (Open up my eyes and see it all)
Oh (Oh)
I keep gettin' high, it's been hard to ease my mind, oh
Been on this ride and they done told so many lies through it all (So many lies through it all)
Oh (Oh)
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
[Outro]
I been this f*cked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need
Then you turned your back on me, you don't know
Oh (Oh)
Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the streets
But I still ain't find my peace, where to go?
Oh (Oh)
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i was just thinking
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
I was just thinkin' 'bout the times I was hard-headed
Thought it was right all along, I was misled
All this weight on my back feelin' so heavy
These boys claim they want war, well, I'm war-ready
I had to bake cake for the boy 'cause he playin' petty
I was so focused on the top and I'm still at it
They try to provoke me to stop, no, I won't, damn it
They want me to go back to the block, no, no, no
I done gained a whole lot of more opps, now I'm home
Niggas' nose all in mine, don't know how to mind they own
Twenty-three and one, how you feel when you alone?
That's four walls talkin' to you, tellin' you you gone (tellin' you you gone)
Only I done cried 'cause this feelin' for my bro (King Slime)
And you know my mind, you done watched that nigga grow (watched that nigga grow)
Know you hearin' the lies that your lil' brother might fold (Gunna Wunna)
Yeah, I had copped out, but don't let 'em say I told
No, I ain't you lil' boys, I'ma show you that I'm grown
Bulletproof the big toys, let me show you how we roll
Old niggas in my business, had to tell 'em tuck they nose
You wack niggas can't get with this, I'm one hundred for sure (one hundred for sure)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
I was just thinkin' 'bout the shit I couldn't avoid
Can't afford shit 'til I make it on the Forbes
Lotta shit I did, niggas weren't there to say I start
I never crossed lines, all I did was play my part
I ain't sign for a dime, to my name, I had a quarter
Just a light twenty-five and didn't have it all in order
Niggas think I'ma die, they don't know that I'm immortal
No, I ain't need no brown, but I'm back like at the Carter
I just been gettin' high, I don't never wan' be sober
She say she gon' ride, so I got her the big Rover
Young Gunna gettin' wiser, don't ever think it's over
We done cut off ties and I gave 'em the cold shoulder
I swear this life'll mold you (oh)
Right the f*ck back on, I know it's been a minute
Bought a new wardrobe, bitches sayin' a nigga skinny
Pockets still, uh, chubby, Lord knows I gotta get it
I'll tell you this time around, they gon' hate it when they against it
Oh, yeah (they gon' hate it when they against it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
I was just thinkin' 'bout the times I was hard-headed
Thought it was right all along, I was misled
All this weight on my back feelin' so heavy
These boys claim they want war, well, I'm war-ready
I had to bake cake for the boy 'cause he playin' petty
I was so focused on the top and I'm still at it
They try to provoke me to stop, no, I won't, damn it
They want me to go back to the block, no, no, no
I done gained a whole lot of more opps, now I'm home
Niggas' nose all in mine, don't know how to mind they own
Twenty-three and one, how you feel when you alone?
That's four walls talkin' to you, tellin' you you gone (tellin' you you gone)
Only I done cried 'cause this feelin' for my bro (King Slime)
And you know my mind, you done watched that nigga grow (watched that nigga grow)
Know you hearin' the lies that your lil' brother might fold (Gunna Wunna)
Yeah, I had copped out, but don't let 'em say I told
No, I ain't you lil' boys, I'ma show you that I'm grown
Bulletproof the big toys, let me show you how we roll
Old niggas in my business, had to tell 'em tuck they nose
You wack niggas can't get with this, I'm one hundred for sure (one hundred for sure)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
I was just thinkin' 'bout the shit I couldn't avoid
Can't afford shit 'til I make it on the Forbes
Lotta shit I did, niggas weren't there to say I start
I never crossed lines, all I did was play my part
I ain't sign for a dime, to my name, I had a quarter
Just a light twenty-five and didn't have it all in order
Niggas think I'ma die, they don't know that I'm immortal
No, I ain't need no brown, but I'm back like at the Carter
I just been gettin' high, I don't never wan' be sober
She say she gon' ride, so I got her the big Rover
Young Gunna gettin' wiser, don't ever think it's over
We done cut off ties and I gave 'em the cold shoulder
I swear this life'll mold you (oh)
Right the f*ck back on, I know it's been a minute
Bought a new wardrobe, bitches sayin' a nigga skinny
Pockets still, uh, chubby, Lord knows I gotta get it
I'll tell you this time around, they gon' hate it when they against it
Oh, yeah (they gon' hate it when they against it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
Writer: Kenneth Gilmore, Rick Snoei, Sammy Haig, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
alright
(Ah, it's like a breath of fresh air)
All I feel is pain, but it's gon' be alright
Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right
I ain't sleepin' through the night
But I hope we be alright (We be alright)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright
They let me out the chains on a suspended sentence
I didn't lеarn my lesson about payin' attention
It don't feel like a blеssin', tell God I'm repentin'
If y'all talk to my dog, just tell him I miss him
Wonder why this pain ain't killin' my rhythm
Shit was just not evident, I didn't use the common sense
Bossed away anonymous, shit eat me up, I'm hella sick
Takin' all this medicine can't numb my pain at all
Most of you irrelevant, can't take it to the heart
They can feel what they feel, but I will never hide my scars
I done crossed some paths that I would've never thought I saw
And they left me with a loss
But I'm gon' be alright (We be alright)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright)
But I know we be alright
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright
All I feel is pain, but it's gon' be alright
Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right
Niggas goin' insane, it get hard to see the light
You hold your head in shame, but it's gon' be alright, uh
Carry my pain, one day, it get light
Tallyin' and the days just pass me by
Terrible mistakes, I can't ask God why
But I know I'll be alright
But I hope we be alright (We be alright, YSL)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
All I feel is pain, but it's gon' be alright
Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right
I ain't sleepin' through the night
But I hope we be alright (We be alright)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright
They let me out the chains on a suspended sentence
I didn't lеarn my lesson about payin' attention
It don't feel like a blеssin', tell God I'm repentin'
If y'all talk to my dog, just tell him I miss him
Wonder why this pain ain't killin' my rhythm
Shit was just not evident, I didn't use the common sense
Bossed away anonymous, shit eat me up, I'm hella sick
Takin' all this medicine can't numb my pain at all
Most of you irrelevant, can't take it to the heart
They can feel what they feel, but I will never hide my scars
I done crossed some paths that I would've never thought I saw
And they left me with a loss
But I'm gon' be alright (We be alright)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright)
But I know we be alright
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright
All I feel is pain, but it's gon' be alright
Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right
Niggas goin' insane, it get hard to see the light
You hold your head in shame, but it's gon' be alright, uh
Carry my pain, one day, it get light
Tallyin' and the days just pass me by
Terrible mistakes, I can't ask God why
But I know I'll be alright
But I hope we be alright (We be alright, YSL)
But I know we be alright
This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed
But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same
But it's gon' be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
A Gift & a Curse (stylized as a Gift & a Curse) is the fourth studio album by American rapper Gunna. It was released through YSL Records and 300 Entertainment on June 16, 2023. Production on the album was handled by Turbo, Omar Grand, Cam Griffin, Kenny Stuntin, Sim, Nils, Pooh Beatz, Lnk, Mario Petersen, Flo, X-Plosive, Royal808, Dunk Rock, Angelo, Yung Talent, Willis Keaton, Slowburnzz, 88 Krazy, Larrance Dopson, Swiff D, Evrgrn, Zookids, Aviator Keyyz, Rick Anthony, Sammy Haig, Cubeatz, Fresh Ayr, and Jojokelete.
The album was released as a surprise and is Gunna's first project to not feature any guest appearances. It was supported by two singles, "Bread & Butter" and "FukUMean", and serves as the follow-up to his previous album, DS4Ever (2022).
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GunnaThe album was released as a surprise and is Gunna's first project to not feature any guest appearances. It was supported by two singles, "Bread & Butter" and "FukUMean", and serves as the follow-up to his previous album, DS4Ever (2022).
Producer(s): 88 Krazy, Angelo, Cam Griffin, Cubeatz, Dunk Rock, Evergreen, Flo, Fresh Ayr, Jojokelete, Kenny Stuntin, Larrance Dopson, Lnk, Mario Petersen, Nils, Omar Grand, Pooh Beatz, Rick Anthony, Royal808, Sammy Haig, Sim, Slowburnz, Swiff D, Turbo, Willis Keaton, X-Plosive, Yung Talent
Length: 45:08
Released: June 16th, 2023
Year: 2023