Yo Gotti - Rap Check Lyrics

Nigga, I'm legendary, niggas better do they motherf*ckin' research on me
(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up) for real

Shoutout to Birdman, he gave me my first rap check (salute)
Slim gave me the game, gotta respect that (respect)
I was right there with Wayne, back Carter 1
He had a Cash Money chain, shit, I wanted one
(Cash Money always gon' be my family, nigga, know what I'm sayin'?)
For real

I was still trappin' back and forth to New Orleans (yup)
I was half rappin', full-time sellin' kis (trappin')
I was pistol packin', every day, it's on me (scrap)
I was with the shit, you pull up, know I'm gon' squeeze (blatt)
They was tryna indict me, so I moved to the A (Lithonia)
I met Jeezy in '03, we was talkin' yay (yup)
I wasn't in the hood, but still responsible for the chickens (how?)
I was sendin' loads to Memphis from Mexico City

Through FedEx, nigga, you hear me?
We been gettin' loads in
Ain't shit changed, nigga
Real dope boy

Rest in peace to Nate (Dogg), took me to the stu' with Dre (Dr. Dre)
He ain't know I'm wanted for attempted murder case (damn)
On the run, I ain't turnin' myself in (f*ck that)
Lawyer tryna make me cop a plea for the fifteen (f*ck that)
God willin', beat the case, I wouldn't have never been a rapper
Probably doin' a hundred years in the slammer
Look at God, I'm in the Phantom
I put Nicki on "5 Star", she came hella hard (remember)
First video she was on on 106 & Park (facts)
You was excited 'bout bein' new joint of the day
Time flies, you a superstar now, congratulations

He said he'd give us a number one video, what is it?
Yo Gotti, "5 Star"

I start to go way back
In Ridge Crest with my seat back
With Yo Gotti and E-Mack
You recall Drake sayin' that?
And these niggas got diamonds glowin' in they mouth
And they rockin' furs like it's snowin' in the south
Little did he know that we had birds in the drought
And I can make a million dollars sellin' crack rock out that house
Long story short, shoutout to Drake, he saw this shit his self
I was sellin' kis, no rap money, financin' myself
I salute you, dog, everything you accomplished for yourself
This shit ain't easy, dog
Might be one of the best to ever do it, so you gotta ball
901, Range Line, look alive, look alive
Niggas know they play with me, I gun 'em down on this live
Disrespect me and get hit up, why the f*ck you look surprised?
Out the way, tryna survive
Playin' with me ain't really wise
I'm in the back of the 'Bach and I'm ridin' with fire (yeah)
And the bitch on the side of me (side of me) and the head was fire (fire)
And they say they gon' ride with me, but I know it's a lie (I know it's lie)
And nobody gon' die with me, and nobody slide
2021, I'm still here (here)
Yeah, it is my GOAT year
Bought my masters back from Epic Records, that's a souvenir
I may break a bale down on a platinum plaque (plaque)
This shit ain't no thrax
I may ship it back
I went platinum, I went gold (gold)
The album and the stove
I just had a meetin' with Lucien, talkin' gangster shit with Hov (hello?)