Letras
Yeah, you did me bad, I did you worse, I know that feelin' hurt
Like fuck love, ain't got no feelings, put em' in the dirt
Felt like the weed wasn't workin' and went to poppin' perks
You put me last, I put you first, man, this shit a curse
Couldn't find the pride to say it to you, so I put it in my verse
You know this fit all designer, Burberrys match the shirt
I was in the trap where all the junkies come shop on the first
Like fuck D, I'm shootin' first, ain't tryna see a hearse
Once you get a little money, watch certain niggas change
That's why I stick to myself, stay in my own lane
Any loss I ever took, I charge it to the game
I'm tryna get rich off this shit, my nigga fuck the fame
I was just a rookie at this shit, look how far I done came
I'm tryna step up on the stage, let the whole world know my name
It's Big Zay, I get my paper and I stay out the way
She said, I love you, I lied back, that's what they all say
Always knew I was gon' be that nigga when I was young
Touched my first band, that's when I went, bought me a gun
Motion Gang, RBM, I been stackin' up that paper
I'm finna touch my first M, Motion Gang, nigga, RBM
I'm finna touch my first M, Motion Gang, nigga, RBM