Letras
I had to run up the score, I had to get back
I had to run up the floor, I had to hustle
I had to stop fucking with ya'll, I had to mature (yeah)
I had to start saving some more
So I had to start making some more
You don't know how I did it cause I did it with out ya'll
You wasn't there no you wasn't involved
Oh God, help me get this off
One of one, I'm good with those odds
And I ain't taking nothing back from ya'll
Don't send no drinks we'll send them back
And don't send no shots, its the same with that
I was down bad, now I'm up, no missed lay ups
For 200 Ms, I might have to D Rose the knee up
Euro step to the bank, travel like I need a Beamer
All my niggas believers (yeah)
I don't need no more people (no)
PJ Rose in the VIP with my feet up, in my Adidas
[Verse 2]
Lights on just to front, I'mma pull up, hop out
Imma do my own stunts, Imma do how I want
First they love you then hate you, then they love you again
The same ones burning your jersey the same ones cheering again
But fuck it
Let em all in, invite em all in
Hop in that Benz, hop out of that Benz
Call all of your friends, tell all of your friends
We in Vegas at Wynn, she came through for the win
She pulled up for the win, on some game winning shit
This where it begins, this where it all ends
On some I started this shit, I'm gon' finish this shit
And I'm not for the play, I'm in street clothes today
Study all of my tapes, then I'm back in the gym
I'm back on they heals, I'm back in LA
Shit I'm back in the hills, hit shorty like I need to score on this break
Thought I wanted a deal, I signed my deal, then got out of my deal
Free agent, for real but we did it for real
Shoutout all the niggas that all got me here, at least it was real
And that's how I feel, now it's a new feel