Got my own crib, yeah, get my own chicken, yeah
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it, uh
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', uh
I'm a mill ticket, uh, Flaze
Sometimes you gotta do that shit on your own, man
Get the things gone, yeah
My mother raised me, told me not be lazy, go get it yourself
I be comin' with so much pressure, I can't keep it on the shelf
Why I keep extra hoes around me, I don't need like Gucci belts
Pootie Tang, I do my thing, if I fall off, will they help?
I'ma always go hard with these ones, I'm buildin' up my wealth
Could've bought a Goyard, but I saved my funds and got the bag myself
Cut them extra hoes off, stuck with one and shit still ain't prevail
I done been through so much pain, she can't even tell, yeah, yeah
Juggin' on my dolo, married to the game, I hit the altar with my ego
Help my people do they thing, but I can't forget about me, though
She think I'm Hercules, shorty drain her pain through the Tito's, that don't work for me
Juggin' be my remedy, juggin' be what work for me
If I'm out here gettin' it for you off the streets, you can't be for the street
Dog on me, you can't even tell I did it purposely
You can't even tell unless I'm sickin' it, they tellin' and I'm sick of it
Got my own crib, yeah, get my own chicken, yeah
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', I'm a meal ticket, uh, Flaze
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Got my own crib, yeah, get my own chicken, yeah
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it, uh
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', uh
I'm a mill ticket, uh, Flaze
Sometimes you gotta do that shit on your own, man
Get the things gone, yeah
My mother raised me, told me not be lazy, go get it yourself
I be comin' with so much pressure, I can't keep it on the shelf
Why I keep extra hoes around me, I don't need like Gucci belts
Pootie Tang, I do my thing, if I fall off, will they help?
I'ma always go hard with these ones, I'm buildin' up my wealth
Could've bought a Goyard, but I saved my funds and got the bag myself
Cut them extra hoes off, stuck with one and shit still ain't prevail
I done been through so much pain, she can't even tell, yeah, yeah
Juggin' on my dolo, married to the game, I hit the altar with my ego
Help my people do they thing, but I can't forget about me, though
She think I'm Hercules, shorty drain her pain through the Tito's, that don't work for me
Juggin' be my remedy, juggin' be what work for me
If I'm out here gettin' it for you off the streets, you can't be for the street
Dog on me, you can't even tell I did it purposely
You can't even tell unless I'm sickin' it, they tellin' and I'm sick of it
Got my own crib, yeah, get my own chicken, yeah
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', I'm a meal ticket, uh, Flaze
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it, uh
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', uh
I'm a mill ticket, uh, Flaze
Sometimes you gotta do that shit on your own, man
Get the things gone, yeah
My mother raised me, told me not be lazy, go get it yourself
I be comin' with so much pressure, I can't keep it on the shelf
Why I keep extra hoes around me, I don't need like Gucci belts
Pootie Tang, I do my thing, if I fall off, will they help?
I'ma always go hard with these ones, I'm buildin' up my wealth
Could've bought a Goyard, but I saved my funds and got the bag myself
Cut them extra hoes off, stuck with one and shit still ain't prevail
I done been through so much pain, she can't even tell, yeah, yeah
Juggin' on my dolo, married to the game, I hit the altar with my ego
Help my people do they thing, but I can't forget about me, though
She think I'm Hercules, shorty drain her pain through the Tito's, that don't work for me
Juggin' be my remedy, juggin' be what work for me
If I'm out here gettin' it for you off the streets, you can't be for the street
Dog on me, you can't even tell I did it purposely
You can't even tell unless I'm sickin' it, they tellin' and I'm sick of it
Got my own crib, yeah, get my own chicken, yeah
Do my own moves, yeah, hit my own missions, yeah
F*ck my old bitch, yeah, she was so missin' it
Bumpin' old school, uh, sellin' whole Diddys, uh
I needed a loan when I was down, I ain't need no pity
I still feel alone, when you come around, that shit be so 50, uh
Before Pro Tools, yeah, I was still clickin', I'm a meal ticket, uh, Flaze
Writer: Jelani Johnson
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