Letras
God
Oh, what a feelin' when the stars in the ceiling
Smokin' Cubans in the lobby 'cause you own the whole building
All the hate and the envy got these niggas in they feelings (feelings)
They wishing you was dead but you just made a killing (Snofall)
Close my eyes and proceed to manifest
Dieme bulletproof, Louis V vest
What I studied in the streets so I'm knowin' it's a test
Back when I was chicken flipping, twelve bands for a breast (DJ Drama)
Oh, what a feelin' when the stars in the ceiling
Smokin' Cubans in the lobby 'cause you own the whole building
All the hate and the envy got these niggas in they feelings
They wishing you was dead but you just made a killing (damn)
Close my eyes and proceed to manifest
Dieme bulletproof, Louis V vest
What I studied in the streets so I'm knowin' it's a test
Back when I was chicken flipping, twelve bands for a breast (DJ Drama)
Nine hunnid for the wings, three bands for the thighs
Take it out the pot same color as the fries
Still havin' motion, why y'all acting so surprised?
Same job, same work, why y'all acting so deprived?
Get my money, mind my business, I'm just tryna catch a vibe
Ninth inning, bases loaded, y'all gon' make a nigga slide
Undisclosed location, I don't really do the live
Y'all be doin' too much, that ain't how you stay alive (Dramatic, nigga)
They said I fell what, they can go ahead and stop it
Just like this hundred grand, yeah, I'm always in pocket
Used to sell 'em in the wrap but double it when you rock it
But keep that stick with ya in case them niggas outta pocket
I sat alone and prayed so many nights
White seats, white Rolls, I played so many nights
Hopped out with that new AP, turn off the lights
Mister own half of my city, my future bright (yeah)
Ain't shit changed from blocks to flipping buildings
Just know I put 'em all in my trust, that's for my children
Them pussies throwing so many stones, could build a building
But fuck them niggas, proving 'em wrong is what I'm skilled in