Yeah, bitch, yeah
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
I just want the bread, don't give a f*ck about no clout, bitch
Who the f*ck said I wasn't in my bag, watch your mouth, bitch
I was right there on the opps like I'm a coach tryna scout shit
Niggas always talkin' bout what they gon' do but it ain't about shit
That shit got me irritated, they can't do what I do, they try to imitate it
Nigga, this my story, I'm the writer and the illustrator
Go check stats, bitch, I'm really him, the originator, yeah, come on
It's sad, you gotta tell a grown man to go and get some pape
Real shooter, I can hit from deep or take him to the paint
It's bout time I take my gut feeling, take it to the bank
I done turned up and started crashin' in, now I'm top rank
And that's all time, my niggas from the fifth, send him up, that's a high five
And he gon' end up just like Triple X, he a bad vibe
Told a bitch I'm tryna get it jumpin' and she said, how high
If she ain't tryna give it up, I bet I'll book that flight with Spirit
If it ain't God, then best believe ain't no man that I'm fearin
I'm the type to sing her jacquees, I bet I make her feel it
You the type to pocket watch, cause you ain't never had no chicken
Used to play in ol girl's face, cause I ain't never had no feelings
Used to starve and had no plate, but always knew that I was gifted
Guaranteed to make some shake, always knew how to go and get it
I'm the type to take your shoes right off your feet, I bet I stick you
It's crazy how they swear they know me
I was eight with 24, I was feelin' like I'm Kobe
Tryna stay down, but now I'm feelin' like the old me
No, you can't stay around, cause you wasn't there when I was lonely
Got it on my own, I'm independent, but my life is great
Momma said don't smoke, picked up a blunt, took it to the face
Yeah, I'm from the zone, real Linden baby, I don't need no rank
Punchin' like it's nothing, got me feelin' like I'm Baby Tank
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
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Yeah, bitch, yeah
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
I just want the bread, don't give a f*ck about no clout, bitch
Who the f*ck said I wasn't in my bag, watch your mouth, bitch
I was right there on the opps like I'm a coach tryna scout shit
Niggas always talkin' bout what they gon' do but it ain't about shit
That shit got me irritated, they can't do what I do, they try to imitate it
Nigga, this my story, I'm the writer and the illustrator
Go check stats, bitch, I'm really him, the originator, yeah, come on
It's sad, you gotta tell a grown man to go and get some pape
Real shooter, I can hit from deep or take him to the paint
It's bout time I take my gut feeling, take it to the bank
I done turned up and started crashin' in, now I'm top rank
And that's all time, my niggas from the fifth, send him up, that's a high five
And he gon' end up just like Triple X, he a bad vibe
Told a bitch I'm tryna get it jumpin' and she said, how high
If she ain't tryna give it up, I bet I'll book that flight with Spirit
If it ain't God, then best believe ain't no man that I'm fearin
I'm the type to sing her jacquees, I bet I make her feel it
You the type to pocket watch, cause you ain't never had no chicken
Used to play in ol girl's face, cause I ain't never had no feelings
Used to starve and had no plate, but always knew that I was gifted
Guaranteed to make some shake, always knew how to go and get it
I'm the type to take your shoes right off your feet, I bet I stick you
It's crazy how they swear they know me
I was eight with 24, I was feelin' like I'm Kobe
Tryna stay down, but now I'm feelin' like the old me
No, you can't stay around, cause you wasn't there when I was lonely
Got it on my own, I'm independent, but my life is great
Momma said don't smoke, picked up a blunt, took it to the face
Yeah, I'm from the zone, real Linden baby, I don't need no rank
Punchin' like it's nothing, got me feelin' like I'm Baby Tank
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
I just want the bread, don't give a f*ck about no clout, bitch
Who the f*ck said I wasn't in my bag, watch your mouth, bitch
I was right there on the opps like I'm a coach tryna scout shit
Niggas always talkin' bout what they gon' do but it ain't about shit
That shit got me irritated, they can't do what I do, they try to imitate it
Nigga, this my story, I'm the writer and the illustrator
Go check stats, bitch, I'm really him, the originator, yeah, come on
It's sad, you gotta tell a grown man to go and get some pape
Real shooter, I can hit from deep or take him to the paint
It's bout time I take my gut feeling, take it to the bank
I done turned up and started crashin' in, now I'm top rank
And that's all time, my niggas from the fifth, send him up, that's a high five
And he gon' end up just like Triple X, he a bad vibe
Told a bitch I'm tryna get it jumpin' and she said, how high
If she ain't tryna give it up, I bet I'll book that flight with Spirit
If it ain't God, then best believe ain't no man that I'm fearin
I'm the type to sing her jacquees, I bet I make her feel it
You the type to pocket watch, cause you ain't never had no chicken
Used to play in ol girl's face, cause I ain't never had no feelings
Used to starve and had no plate, but always knew that I was gifted
Guaranteed to make some shake, always knew how to go and get it
I'm the type to take your shoes right off your feet, I bet I stick you
It's crazy how they swear they know me
I was eight with 24, I was feelin' like I'm Kobe
Tryna stay down, but now I'm feelin' like the old me
No, you can't stay around, cause you wasn't there when I was lonely
Got it on my own, I'm independent, but my life is great
Momma said don't smoke, picked up a blunt, took it to the face
Yeah, I'm from the zone, real Linden baby, I don't need no rank
Punchin' like it's nothing, got me feelin' like I'm Baby Tank
I don't do clubs, just know they pay me if you see me out
It was really f*ck the world like I was tryna get a baby out
These niggas ain't on shit, all they finna do is sit and pout
They like Ray Charles, you can't even pretend to see the route, bitch
Writer: Anthony Brady, Ivo Hill
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid