Lyrics
Get a case
Feel, realise it
Nah, nah, just tell 'em get a case
It's all written anyway
I know they watching, I ain't worried 'bout that
I'm just saying what's gon' be said anyway
If, if they gon' come, get 'em
Spent 20 mil' in like 6 years
So I'm just drinking Rosé so I can piss tears
Another bottle just to numb the pain
And I can feel it in the air like summer rain
And I was sitting in the Range when the winter show
But shit, I felt the pain when the winter snow
So I turned the blizzard to a sun shower
They told me piss up on my hand for the gun powder
4 Door Porsche, but it need a wash
Play Miami with the Heat before they needed Bop
I keep the swammy in a speedy car
And I need a Spice Girl, she can be my Pops
I'll get you whacked for a couple bucks
It'll be a massacre, you fuck with us
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
And I keep blowing weed, dutch after dutch
I made a call and throw the phone away
Next morning, heard a nigga got blown away
And my shrink tryna ask me how it make me feel
And my niggas want me rap, but that ain't what's real
And they got my phones tapped, they want me take a spill
And I'm just hoping raw murder get to make appeal
So I'm smoking weed to elevate the mind
In the club, popping bottles, celebrate the times
Or should I celebrate the crimes?
I'm pulling to the spot, we never wait on lines
Who the promoter in this joint?
Now, now don't get all nervous, nigga
I just need a couple bottles, that's it, you know?
One in, one might take a bath
And I can hear the bullshit up out the clouds
It seems like they coming more and riding
She said "Do you, just don't worry about it"
And we done finished every bottle on the wall
And I done promised every bitch I'm gon' call
Visas all black, so we night crawl
And through this panorama, feel like I can see the Lord
Who'd have ever knew that RSVP be so good at
Too many styles and flows, they can't do that
They stuck in that pigeon hole, that's so sad
Don't ever compare yourself to this grown man
Big dog, Don P, who are you again?
Who cares? Fuck them, do you, kid
Get your money, get bigger, get huge, man
Don't ever get comfortable, remain ruthless
Relentless with your hustle, eat food and
Drink good and spread the wealth, do what you can
For the have-nots, have a heart, show compassion
That little bit of love you put out comes back
Keep that currency current flowing, it's electric
Money is not my power source, it's a need, not a want
It's not greed, it's a must that I count it all
One in, one might take a bath
And I can hear the bullshit up out the clouds
It seems like they coming more and riding
She said "Do you, just don't worry about it"
And we done finished every bottle on the wall
And I done promised every bitch I'm gon' call
Visas all black, so we night crawl
And through this panorama, feel like I can see the Lord
I need the paper like you need your strap
'Cause niggas wanna see you dead and give you dap
Put here to conquer, and I breathe the rap
Dodging the snakes, God blessed me with the see-through hat
Friends bodied as teams, life's a bitch already
Heart damn near hollow, book made of obituaries
Don't get seen not seeing, that ain't the place to be in
Pissy hole, we fleeing, now we AMG-ing
I give my mama the world, say anything she cheesing
360 From crying, seeing her baby bleeding
Guess the bullets come with the boulevard
Night scars from close killings, I'm still involved
Dirty game, I put my dent in before I leave it
Her niggas thought I could make it and that's all I needed
Top down, hear the trunk, drunk, and I'm always weeded
And it's money over bitches, like it or leave it
One in, one might take a bath
And I can hear the bullshit up out the clouds
It seems like they coming more and riding
She said "Do you, just don't worry about it"
And we done finished every bottle on the wall
And I done promised every bitch I'm gon' call
Visas all black, so we night crawl
And through this panorama, feel like I can see the Lord