M24 - What Can I Say? Lyrics

What can I say?
They hate but they smile in my face
Eight mill' on the Gram, she got fans
She's with me, got her live in the A
You like your ones no decorum
I like my ones pretty and paid
I didn't get this shit from a hand out
I had shit planned out, worked like a slave (I did)

I'm with her and her friends gettin' lit (gettin' lit)
I can't post that shit on my main (no way)
Try slowly turn off the headlights (yes)
And jump out put him to shame (uh-huh)
But it's not fate when they leave us alone
Anything fatal we get the blame (no cap)
Anything opp get K (get K), anything opp get k
The buss down make me look rich but I'm in love with the plain (this one better)
I ain't spoke to my bro in long but he knows that the love's the same (nothin' change)
I got one from the 9 like Wayne and one from the 6 like Drake (no cap)
Life's kind of changed, I got rich nigga problems, love start turnin' to hate (yes)
They wanna know how much money I make
They wanna know if young and I'm paid (they wanna know)
They wanna know if I sponsored the block (uh-huh)
They wanna know what I done on the mains
I got a cutie that's peng like Ashley (uh)
I wanna know if it's 'cause of the fame (I wanna know)
She told me that my ting's different
I wanna know if it's 'cause of the chains (if it's 'cause of the ice)

What can I say? (Uh)
They hate but they smile in my face (my face)
Eight mill' on the Gram, she got fans (yes)
She's with me, got her live in the A
You like your ones no decorum (uh)
I like my ones pretty and paid (no cap)
I didn't get this shit from a hand out
I had shit planned out, worked like a slave (I did)

At nineteen made me a fifty (uh), it gave me some leverage (bigger)
It ain't much but I pat myself on the back, I was straight out the trenches (yes)
Come 'round there with your chains on (uh-huh)
My young bulls take that in seconds (hey, take that)
It's like ever since I got to the bag, they feel like I lost the aggression (why?)
These LV's cost me a racker, jacket cost me a QP (uh-huh)
The shit that I seen on the streets is the shit that they see in the movies (if you know then you know)
I should be on a property hunt but I'm out tryna cop me a new piece
And I gotta protect myself 'cause feds wanna lock me and opps wanna do me
Don't play with it, we came with it (yes)
You don't want this life, I'm made for it
Bros on form like Saka (yes)
He's really tryna hit man's face with it
Sleep with it, bathe with it (yes)
I don't trust no one it's bookey (bookey)
I feel like everyone's fakin' it (fake)
I see it, I want it, I pay for it

What can I say? (Uh)
They hate but they smile in my face (my face)
Eight mill' on the Gram, she got fans (yes)
She's with me, got her live in the A
You like your ones no decorum (uh)
I like my ones pretty and paid (no cap)
I didn't get this shit from a hand out
I had shit planned out, worked like a slave (a slave)