I know everybody don't show love
Rather see me dragged through the mud
Hopping out of Suburban
Shooting out Tahoe's
Foreign bitch with me and she go wherever I go
Syrup on my roscoes
Syrup make me tlk slow
They Always show love when I pull up in Chicago
My momma said she proud
My mommma said proud of me
Put this shit together without an academy
So much hate , my own family been doubting me
And I still won't let em down No no no
I been baking in the kitchen
Veno in here water whippin
Got no choice we gotta get it
All my life I been committed
All my life I been committed
Sticking to the code
Following the recipe
A couple killers next to me
I know everybody don't show love
Everybody rather see me dragged through the mud
I made it this far, I ain't get here for nothing
I Made it this far, ain't get here for nothing
Finally got some money, got a bag
Finally got some money, got a bag now
Turn up in them clubs, we ain't turning down
Turn up in them clubs, show my muthaf*ckin ass off
Pardon me
My name is Yung Cee
I think it's only right
That U coming home wit me
The way u throw that ass back
I'm tryna beat
Don't kiss and tell
We both know to keep it street
No cuffing, no strings
We not even a thing
VVS on my ring
Auto tune help me sing
The bullshit don't entertain
We aint going back and forth
I feel blac youngsta im tired of these whores
She All about the gram posing for the cam
She like the way I am, we met up in Japan
And I wasn't suppose to be here
Now we raisin charts off the meter
I know everybody don't show love
Everybody rather see me dragged through the mud
I made it this far, I ain't get here for nothing
I Made it this far, ain't get here for nothing
Finally got some money, got a bag
Finally got some money, got a bag now
Turn up in them clubs, we ain't turning down
Turn up in them clubs, show my muthaf*ckin ass off