Letras
(Holly turned this shit up)
You know
When you get success
All the haters alive gon' come out of nowhere
Don't nobody wanna see you winnin'
Nobody wanna see you doin' better than them
But you know, when you climb to the top
It's fuck whoever tryna pull you down to the bottom
That ain't nothin' but a crab in a bucket
I made a-
Ayy
'Bows in the trap while I'm rappin' and servin' (servin')
I know I make niggas nervous
I'm the connect, nigga, if you need service (what?)
Ninety-three, got it, no worries
Ballin', my nigga, don't need me a jersey (swish)
You know this Glock hold a thirty
Runnin' with warriors, they shoot just like Curry (swish)
I made a livin' off syrup
She steady just askin' how deep is the love
Baby, you know I'm a thug (what?)
And I'm on the rise, you know what it was
Too deep in the streets for a crush (crush)
Breakin' that bale while pourin' the mud
Got nothin' but this lean in my gut (lean)
Really just tired of your cryin' and stuff
I'm fuckin' you just to make up (damn)
You sick of my lies, I say, "What it do?"
Say with a bitch and say with the crew
I'm at the trap, I'm makin' a move
Break down a P, I'm strapped with the tool
Diamonds, they wet, it's just like a pool
Niggas, they copy, they like what I do
I cannot settle for nothin' but the loot
I'm takin' my time, watch how I pursue (skrrt)
Cryin' and steady just gettin' in your feelings
While I'm out here servin' the city (servin' the)
Prayin' and hopin' the Lord will be with me,
My hand just be stuck to the semi (stuck to the)
Sit in my trap, nigga, I be the tenant
I run this shit, so it ain't rented (so it ain't)
Bitin' my style, you know I invented
I grinded, it took me a minute, damn (took me a what?)
Fool for love
Is a fool for pain
But I refuse to love you again
Got no more love for this shit
Got no more love for the bitch, damn (love for the bitch)
Got some more love for the clique
Bought 'em more guns and shit (bought 'em more guns)
Spin on they block, hit his shit
Spin again if we gon' miss (if we just miss)
Karate chop me a few zips
I started off flippin' this shit (flippin' this shit, nigga)
Ayy, nigga, let's get to the basic
Know I be chasin' the paper
no time for these bitches, so I'll see you later (zoom)
I'm on the rise, elevator
they askin' for favors, but how can I save em? (Huh?)
I be the plate, you the table
you need me, lil' nigga, you know that I'm able
Break down the bale (bale)
Still don't need me a scale (nope)
You know it still fuck 12
free 'em out the cell, feel like they in Hell
I let the chopper rain shells, you speak on my name, then you gotta pay 'em (huh?)
Bitches and niggas gon' act like they with you, but when it go down, they scram (scram)
Sellin' that green, no ham (gas)
Makin' the cheese, no SPAM
Scrape out the pot, no PAM (scrape)
Came out the block, like damn (damn)
Started with nothin' but the fam (fam)
I'm in LA like a Ram
Used to be dealin' these grams
They know who I am when I jump out the Lamb' (skrrt)
Bitch (ice)
Yeah
Migo, damn
I came off the block, nigga
Ran this shit up and never looked back
That's why I'm at the top
Stayed down and waited my turn
Woo, woo, woo, Migo
Gang