You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Smoking down whippin lookin cozy I'm chillin
They tryna hate me like a villain for the verses I'm killin
I know they feelin like they got me but they ain't know they dealin
With that boujee motherf*cker who gon bring down the ceiling
We speaking facts boy, I been wheelin and dealin
I'm tryna get it for the homies pass it on to they children
We making hits dog, we don't need your opinions
Stop tryna act like you been starting shit we all know you stealin
You the krillin of the game, you just taking up space
All that talk behind a screen but won't say shit to my face
Just closed the case you a bitch who cannot handle the rate
Of the speed that I been moving and I guess it's okay
I'm on that light speed shit like I'm zippin thru space
Not everybody born to be a star like Jakob Greigh
All these bitches think this shit we built just came in a day
But I been grinding since a yungin still don't got time to waste
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Pasta with the shrimp and a glass of that pinot
Why all these boys acting childish they ain't gambino
All the sauce they drippin mild shit they need to step they spices up
Im sunday suited everyday with Monaco chinos
Wilding like it's Reno I just had to give my vices up
But that's just me I like the finer things
I got my prices up
I might have OCD, hate when the fit is not precise enough
Send a groupie home cause her outfit wasn't nice enough
I ain't with it baby better dress like Monroe
Pull off in the Cadillac while im puffin on dro
Riding slow now
Take a trip to the galleria
Go catch the newest art show by some painters from South Korea
Hit up a matinee minaj-a-trois with some ballerinas
Just wanna fill arenas and will when it's my time
Had to hold it down, gotta get it, stay on the grind
Then take the homies out to dinner for some seafood and wine
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Jakob Greigh - Fly Tonight Lyrics
Jakob Greigh - Fly Tonight Lyrics
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You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Smoking down whippin lookin cozy I'm chillin
They tryna hate me like a villain for the verses I'm killin
I know they feelin like they got me but they ain't know they dealin
With that boujee motherf*cker who gon bring down the ceiling
We speaking facts boy, I been wheelin and dealin
I'm tryna get it for the homies pass it on to they children
We making hits dog, we don't need your opinions
Stop tryna act like you been starting shit we all know you stealin
You the krillin of the game, you just taking up space
All that talk behind a screen but won't say shit to my face
Just closed the case you a bitch who cannot handle the rate
Of the speed that I been moving and I guess it's okay
I'm on that light speed shit like I'm zippin thru space
Not everybody born to be a star like Jakob Greigh
All these bitches think this shit we built just came in a day
But I been grinding since a yungin still don't got time to waste
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Pasta with the shrimp and a glass of that pinot
Why all these boys acting childish they ain't gambino
All the sauce they drippin mild shit they need to step they spices up
Im sunday suited everyday with Monaco chinos
Wilding like it's Reno I just had to give my vices up
But that's just me I like the finer things
I got my prices up
I might have OCD, hate when the fit is not precise enough
Send a groupie home cause her outfit wasn't nice enough
I ain't with it baby better dress like Monroe
Pull off in the Cadillac while im puffin on dro
Riding slow now
Take a trip to the galleria
Go catch the newest art show by some painters from South Korea
Hit up a matinee minaj-a-trois with some ballerinas
Just wanna fill arenas and will when it's my time
Had to hold it down, gotta get it, stay on the grind
Then take the homies out to dinner for some seafood and wine
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Smoking down whippin lookin cozy I'm chillin
They tryna hate me like a villain for the verses I'm killin
I know they feelin like they got me but they ain't know they dealin
With that boujee motherf*cker who gon bring down the ceiling
We speaking facts boy, I been wheelin and dealin
I'm tryna get it for the homies pass it on to they children
We making hits dog, we don't need your opinions
Stop tryna act like you been starting shit we all know you stealin
You the krillin of the game, you just taking up space
All that talk behind a screen but won't say shit to my face
Just closed the case you a bitch who cannot handle the rate
Of the speed that I been moving and I guess it's okay
I'm on that light speed shit like I'm zippin thru space
Not everybody born to be a star like Jakob Greigh
All these bitches think this shit we built just came in a day
But I been grinding since a yungin still don't got time to waste
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Pasta with the shrimp and a glass of that pinot
Why all these boys acting childish they ain't gambino
All the sauce they drippin mild shit they need to step they spices up
Im sunday suited everyday with Monaco chinos
Wilding like it's Reno I just had to give my vices up
But that's just me I like the finer things
I got my prices up
I might have OCD, hate when the fit is not precise enough
Send a groupie home cause her outfit wasn't nice enough
I ain't with it baby better dress like Monroe
Pull off in the Cadillac while im puffin on dro
Riding slow now
Take a trip to the galleria
Go catch the newest art show by some painters from South Korea
Hit up a matinee minaj-a-trois with some ballerinas
Just wanna fill arenas and will when it's my time
Had to hold it down, gotta get it, stay on the grind
Then take the homies out to dinner for some seafood and wine
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Im like why you on my case when you onto minor things
Im like how you on my case when im onto finer things
Baby how you hating on my when im out here chasing dreams
Im like
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Mamma said son, the stars are never too high
You've got your ambitions
I got mine
Baby stop playin, you're wasting our time
Writer: Jacob Nava
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid