MUTUAL BONDS lyrics - 2 Chainz
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
Say this to yourself
I believe in me
You gotta believe in yourself first
Before anyone else can believe in you
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
Look, there go somebody flier than me; made ya look
And the voice in your head is God, that's my favorite book
I'm the author, money on the wood, it's understood
But instead I had to skip class, and go and make a jug
College grad, might I add, let me retract
I'm a gift that's already open, let me rewrap
Had it up to here with the money, talking kneecap
It's a thin line between cousin's house and the dfcs
Asked them folks to give me a chance, I'm just a juvenile
Got so high, told my attorney that I'ma sue a cloud
Catch me backing out of a space, I can move a crowd
If somebody die over here, the neighbors moving out
Always get portrayed as a villain, oh what a feeling
Ran this nigga off of adrenaline and got a million
Then got another mill, can't forget the other deal
Yeah, I got plenty more, nigga, I'm talking twenty more
I do a show in the Fendi store
You know I'm great, I'm talking eight, I'm talking twenty-four
I'm talking pool, I'm talking lake, I'm talking tennis court
I'm 6'5, it's hard to ride in an Aventador
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
Red clay under my shoes like Louboutin
Out here doing the best we can, just me and my mom
Every now and then, it's a man, and then he'd be gone
If you don't understand what I'm saying, then leave it alone
Environment where I'm from is character building
Get rich, get out the slum, have arrogant children
Go through this you'll probably need therapy, probably need healing
Where I'm from, niggas be robbing, niggas be stealing
Where I'm from I'm in the building, gun in the building
Trapped on the cement, wheeling and dealing
Making it work, wonderful feeling
Take 'em to church, true to my religion
Do the research (do the research)
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me
I pop with you, if you pop with me, yeah
NOT THE SAME lyrics - 2 Chainz (feat. Ne-Yo)
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
[2 Chainz:]
Yeah
Just another day in America
Politics, hollow tips, fentanyl, rocketships
Scholarships, ownership, partnerships
My partner heard this shit, told me to drop this shit (Yeah)
The .223 came with binoculars
Told her, "If you love me, tat my name on your esophagus" (Alright)
That's right, you guessed it, dawg
A blessing, dawg, raised around techs and all
I still try to share extras, y'all
But if I say no, it's like I never said yes at all
I ain't gon' lie, I miss big sis in the choir
I miss Pop tellin' me that we was eye for an eye
Roof for a roof, dog, roof for a roof
He died right in front of me, I still don't know what to do (Still)
Told you we are not the same, I am nothin' like you (Nah)
And if I talk about the pain, I overcame it, salute
[Ne-Yo:]
I'm not the same, I'm not the same, not the same
Some things have changed, oh, I'm not the same
And if I've learned anything, anything
It's that if the world ain't gettin' no better
It's a battle, get mine, get mine
[2 Chainz:]
Truth be told, I used to look up to Rome
He was rappin' before me and he was fuckin' all the hoes
Nigga, Goat work the stove, my big bro was Jay Brown
Chi said, "Only way to come up is to stay down," uh
Plans to get rich, but they ain't come to fruition
Man, I had to pack my shit, I ain't have to pay tuition, uh
85 South on the way to the Gump
I watched the Hawks way back when Dominique double-pumped, uh
Hit a right-quick on the seat, double-pump, uh
Knock a nigga right off his feet, double-pump, yeah
Dolla was the husband-to-be, I was the best man
Niggas had that garbage as weed, I had the trash can
Playaz Circle for life, nigga, never forget it (Never)
5540, we was handlin' business (True)
God help us accept the things we can't change
From trappin' in the rain to on the stage with Wayne
[Ne-Yo:]
I'm not the same, I'm not the same, not the same
Some things have changed, oh, I'm not the same
And if I've learned anything, anything
It's that if the world ain't gettin' no better
It's a battle, get mine, get mine
[2 Chainz:]
You know, once you get a little change
They gon' say you changed
But you not supposed to stay the same
You hear niggas say, "Man, you know, like
But I'm the same, ain't nothin' change," you know, like
That mentality right there, you know
I can't knock it, you know, I ain't against it
I understand where it's comin' from
But, shit, why would I still think the same
When the motion different
When the ocean different
When the lotion different?
[Ne-Yo:]
I'm not the same, I'm not the same, not the same
Some things have changed, oh, I'm not the same
And if I've learned anything, anything
It's that if the world ain't gettin' no better
It's a battle, get mine, get mine
Get mine, get mine
Get mine, mine
THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME lyrics - 2 Chainz
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
You don't know me like that, I'm a figment of your imagination
Speed boating while you're paddle boating, trying to race me
My word play configuration, a mental patient
That ain't took his meds and in a six __cpLocation
I infrared the basics
I went to jail, Asics
I took the test, aced it
Drove a J' car to graduation
Twenty-one gun salute for the salutation
I'm coming for your spot, I ain't waiting on your resignation
I sold an ounce everyday for a month straight
So to me I had to brick 'em just a week late
I done ate every appetizer out of Cheesecake
I am everything baby, except for cheapskates
I am rich nigga
You a rich nigga
It's enough money out here, we can co-exist nigga
Chicks hitting licks off Prize Picks nigga
Whatcha doing, make it make sense nigga
If I had to struggle right now, you would probably laugh at me
If I had the world right now, you would probably laugh at me
I really thought you loved me
I really thought you cared
And if I had no money... wonder if you would be there
If I had stress right now, you would probably laugh at me
If I wasn't blessed right now, you would probably laugh at me
If I was broke right now, you would probably laugh at me
Nigga, ain't no joke right now, why you laughing
Long ass hair, it's the Loch Ness monster
Lifestyle contra, this death wish feeling like I'm Charles Bronson
Summer rain vibing to that Carl Thomas
It's late baby, what you wanna eat from R. Thomas?
Strip club veteran, Louis Vuitton letterman
Devil star knocking, thank God no one let him in
Niggas full of estrogen, make 'em act like some ho shit
I charge an AMG just for a hosting
I charge a penthouse in Buckhead to post it
You gon' need Dramamine, I got too much motion
When I walk in I'm known to cause a commotion
When I walk out I see the sunlight approaching
If I had to struggle right now, you would probably laugh at me
If I had the world right now, you would probably laugh at me
I really thought you loved me
I really thought you cared
And if I had no money... wonder if you would be there
SISTA WIVES lyrics - 2 Chainz & Lil Yachty
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
Buddah bless this beat
Niggas don't respect me
Niggas don't respect me, 'spect me, okay, aye
Niggas don't respect me, give a fuck
I just spent a hundred thousand on my truck
Superstitious-ass niggas are broke, worried 'bout Boat
Hating on my name, I spend on coats what they do coke
Why this dirty bitch speaking on dick she'll never suck again?
Just because your friends hit it, don't think that y'all sister wives
All alone, walking through New York with three throwing knives
Outside, rarely do I hide, I just know my role
One bullet send him to a dream, feel like Jermaine Cole
My bitch stand in front of poles, but she ain't never voted
Your favorite rapper rap 'bout of AKs, but he ain't never tote it
Probably wrote your favorite song, but you ain't never know it
Biggest bank, I don't want to take yours 'cause that's just too easy
My left ear look like a hood freezer, y'all pick Wap over Jeezy
Foreign car, talking to my watch just like Michael Knight
Boxer shorts smell like baccarat, known to pop a lot
All my cars orange, you can't miss 'em in the parking lot
All my cars orange, you can see 'em if it's dark or not
Gambling spot, I'm a shoot my shot, I'm a bet a knot
My young nigga said he gon' take something, I said, "You better not"
And if you ain't twelve before you come in, bitch, you better knock
Someone asks me, "How you get a flow this clean?" You better mop
Paranoia, took them pills for pain, high as California
Told my lawyer, "I'ma call you back, this my other lawyer"
I'm abnormal, from over here, your grill look like aluminum foil
Hard to tell the real from the fake 'cause ain't nobody loyal
Those bitches in my rolls got more diamonds than your favorite rapper
Free my nigga Dee, he Rob, your favorite rapper, these niggas toddlers
SK fully loaded, sound like operas with a horn hat
My brother want more smoke than Wiz Khalifa with a blonde patch
Turn me up right now 'cause Simmon said my dog did time in fed
Legend has it your favorite rapper momma still pay all the bills
Catch me outside, like the biggest episode of Dr. Phil
Popping X pills, geeking hard, just grew fish gills
Tity Boi got the biggest suite, in the city, boy
Smoked it out, shawty got drunk off the minibar
Double R, push the button once, and the motor start
Double park, hop out banana clips, that's monkey bars
Showing off, listened to the last shit you dropped, I was dozing off
Turned it off, if you was a computer, you would be Microsoft
Apple Pay, I'ma give somebody a few racks a day
And you don't brush, that's the only way you gon' get some plaques today, Toni
I WANNA WIN lyrics - 2 Chainz & YoungBoy Never Broke Again
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Yeah)
Yeah, uh
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Yeah)
I want the win (Toni, yeah)
I lay up with shit like this
I rock shit like this
Talk my shit like this
Money bought me shit like this
I drive shit like this
Fa-fa came with 556 (Fa-fa)
Fine shit, shit like this
I get lit, do shit like this
Mmm, went to Chanelly
She want a Kelly, I'm rocking Timbaland and Louis V Medley
With my AP or Prezi
Let's take a trip out to Paris
Just to have sex on a terrace
I can't lie, I'm embarrassed (What?)
She said the pussy got tariffs
I get a bag to some shit like this
Shawty on a diet, told her eat this dick (Eat it, yeah)
Back against the wall, I do shit like this
Told you I'm a dog, I drop shit like this
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win, yeah (Yeah)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Yeah)
I want the win, yeah
I get high, think of shit like this (Shit like this)
Get rich, got a plan
Consistency and talent mix
Slept in 200 grand
Slept in my watch, slept in my bracelet, slept in my cuban links
I'm glad I ain't you, 'cause if I was you, I wouldn't know what to do with me
Uh, I board a plane to shit like this
With something thick, shit like this
Goyard luggage, shit like this
What's the budget? Shit like this
I been made for some shit like this
Where I'm from, they'll put you in a grave for shit like this, red clay soil
Rainy day, rainy day
Go away, morning head
Make a plate, monkey wet
Bathing ape, shit like this
I break bread to some shit like this, shh
Lift them legs, hit that shit like this (Like this right here)
Yeah
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win, yeah (Yeah)
I wanna win (Win)
I wanna win (Yeah)
I want the win, yeah
FLOW SWITCHA lyrics - 2 Chainz
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
(Let's vibe)
(Yeah)
Flow switcher, camel toe licker
(Dub, one time)
Alright I'm coming
Flow switcher, camel toe licker
Dough getter, she is addicted to go getters
My success, it evoke niggas
The ones that the realest, done turned into hoe niggas - go figure
I hope that you keeping up with the score nigga
I'm in gorilla mode, killer
She a gold digger, she a Birkin digger
She know how to pick 'em out and how to work a nigga
Uh, I put the city on my back and I do burpees with it
You know my car just like your crib, it came with curtains didn't it
You know I'm focused, and I'm serious, and I'm so committed
Bought jewelry off my lyrics, and the place that I am living
This the flow switcher
Even if I sacked it up, couldn't take this flow with ya
I put a fine, pretty girl on the phone with ya
When she hung up, she looked at me and said "what's wrong with ya?"
It's the flow switcher
I been making plays, I need a gold whistle
I been making A's, I'm a smart nigga
Want me to show him love, I ought to charge niggas
They tried to take my plug, copyright infringement
Get the load Tuesday, sold it before Wednesday
I came out dripping, wasn't nobody swimming
I just seen the ops, and wasn't nobody with me
This the flow switcher
(This shit hard)
This the flow switcher
Flow switcher
Wig splitter
Weed dealer
Pack flipper
Hoe nigga, I can't trap with ya
Flow switcher
Wig splitter
Weed dealer
Pack flipper
Hoe nigga, I can't trap with ya
Flow switcher
(Trap trap)
FREE lyrics - 2 Chainz (feat. Vory)
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
Yeah
(You set me free, free, oh)
Yeah
(You set me free, free, free)
Alright
(You set me free, free, oh)
Yeah
(You set me free, free, free, oh)
Truth will set you free, she turned my phone to a hotline
Yeah, she 5'6 but in them heels she like 5'9
I'ma get that chicken, Churches, KFC, Popeyes
I can feel her energy as soon as we lock eyes
Yeah I graduated, I ain't judging if you dropped out
Passive income, this is a wave, pull the yacht out
Yeah I'm from the block, all you heard was blocka
Devil tried to come in, I told him get the fuck out
I believe in me, I'm a fashion God
I'm a pusha to the T, in a RR
This one is the SUV, the other one tomorrow
If you love what you do, it is not a job
Think I want an Audemars, bought an Audemars
Ask who taught me art of war, told 'em College Park
Partner came up for appeal, they ain't free my dawg
Other partner took a pill, it was fentanyl
Let me give ya the game, I can teach you something
Let me give ya the game, I can teach you something
Let me give ya the game, I can teach you something
Let me give ya the game, I can teach you something
(Truth will set you free, she turned my phone to a hotline)
(Yeah, she 5'6 but in them heels she like 5'9)
(I'ma get that chicken, Churches, KFC, Popeyes)
(I can feel her energy as soon as we lock eyes)
Yeah I graduated, I ain't judging if you dropped out
Passive income, this is a wave, pull the yacht out
Yeah I'm from the block, all you heard was blocka
Devil tried to come in, I told him get the fuck out
(Told him get the fuck out)
(Set me free, free)
(Set me free, free)
(Set me free, free, free)
If I knew heaven felt like this
I been checked out lifetimes ago
Hard to fall in love
It ain't no love when you be on the road
I tell you I love then I love you girl, it's honorable
I tell you I love then I got you girl, I'm on the road
Ah babe, alright
Acting like my love don't mean nothing to you
You reconcile, reconcile the things I do
Who's to say all the things you heard about me are all just true
Bent over, got her screaming free the guys
Bent over, got her screaming free the guys
Got her screaming free the guys
Yeah... got her screaming free the guys
Free my dawgs for sure
Got her screaming free the guys, free my dawgs for sure
For sure... for sure, for sure, for sure, for sure
DEAD BEAT MOMS lyrics - 2 Chainz
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
Turn me up...
Turn me up a little bit more
More!
Good cop, bad cop
Good dad, bad
The good die young or end up in jail
Single parent household with no mother
My homeboy had to potty train his daughter
Deadbeat moms at an all-time high
Deadbeat moms at an all-time high
Deadbeat moms at an all-time high
IG page filled with nothing but lies
Did it for the 'Gram, bitch I thought you knew
It's hard to help somebody in some brand new shoes
Mind over matter, you can do that shit
Give me a hundred pounds, I can move that shit
Trapped with my momma out my apartment unit
And hooped in boxer shorts while I was locked in juvie
Same phone number from back in the day
Might get a text from a jay asking for yay
When you was watching the throne, it looked at me
I had the only felony on disturbing the peace
Skillset on the rise
I retired from pies
Bought a couple of P's, dot a couple of I's
Who gon' take them kids to school? Need to prioritize
Make the track breathe easy like we in Lamaze
This that takeover flow, family still gotta eat
No matter who in the church, the preacher still gotta preach
Two pistols under the seat, a girl trip to the beach
Now how you fly and your kids ain't got nothing to eat?
See, that ain't none of my business, I'm just saying what I see
My partner had him a daughter, taught her personal hygiene
Heard she just had twins named Chanel and Celine
Now that's a whole lot of baggage if you know what I mean
Good cop, bad cop
Good dad, bad
The good die young or end up in jail
Single parent household with no mother
My homeboy had to potty train his daughter
Deadbeat moms at an all-time high
Deadbeat moms at an all-time high
THE ATL EXPERIENCE lyrics - 2 Chainz (feat. Ronald Isley & The Isley Brothers)
(from "Red Clay" soundtrack)
Let me see something
Shit, I'm talking about AR
Don't cap me down
Hey!
Only in the A
That's right
Two fingers down, with that thumb through that motherfucker
Like this right here
Tony...
We gone vibe on this one
Give you a little run down
Little 285 talk
(Let me see something.)
This the brochure speak
Tuna fish was my favorite dish, previous to this
I admit that I'm really blessed, Tityboi the shit
Popping it, oh just like a zit; that's just common sense
In the A, these young nigga crazy; better on a stick
Trackhawks and them hellcats tearing up the strip
This young lady, she came to the A just so she can strip
I'm the boss so just listen up; gave myself a raise
Her first night dancing at the club, got swindled out the face
How irrate, thought these niggas real but these niggas fake
So she linked with a girl at the club, then went on a date
They had drinks, then she gained her trust; told her 'bout a safe
That ain't safe, cause the girl she with boyfriend broke in her place
In the A, just remember Tony told you 'bout the A
They gone door lock your vehicle if you don't park in the valet
If you go into the bathroom then you better take your drink
If you can't find your wallet then you better call the bank
In the A, smiling in your face and stab you in the back
In the A, not only rappers, but the trappers got maybachs
In the A, walked in Louis, I bought Virgil whole collection
In the A, HIV rate-high you better use protection
In the A, when you meet the plug that's your real connection
In the A, daddy wasn't around talking real neglection
In the A, better have a blick you ain't got no stain
And your team don't have a championship so you don't got no ring
(Atlanta)
(Atlanta)
(Atlanta)
(Atlanta)
Munyon Canyon lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Good morning, bitch-ass nigga
Doin' numbers and shit
Uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I switch whips in the a.m., pick up the bagel with the cream cheese (Numbers)
Then smoke with a view of the Sausali' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hope for them ones still in the streets (Still in the streets)
Never had a job, never had a GED (Not at all)
But I done pushed every V12 you can think (Which one?)
Twenty cameras on my crib when I go to sleep (Cool)
Never had a bitch that was hard to keep (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Found out one solid ho was all I needed (Good job)
I done touched baggage claim in seven seas (All of 'em)
Seven whips, I mean eight, I forgot the G (Wagen)
If I get it OT, then the profit mean (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Left a little water on it, then I cut it clean (Good job, Larry)
Small numbers add up, I need everything (I need everything)
Even baggin' up shake, I need everything (I need everything)
When it's slow, I still maintain (Still maintain)
But I'm knowin' it won't be the same (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, uh, yeah, uh
Get the paper, get some munyun, get paper (Ayy)
Get the paper, uh, or get some munyun, get paper (That's all I do, uh)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Get the paper, or get some munyun (Check me out, Toni), or get paper (Yeah, a bag)
And get the paper, or get some munyun (This life is really beautiful, man, Toni)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Chanel B's, mind full of greed, Pellegrino, lemon squeeze
My car got slanted eyes like it's Philippines
All the amentities was meant to be
'Fore you do it physically, you gotta think it mentally
If I put my mind to it, I'll get it eventually
Started off poor, but I'll buy a ho, potentially
I'm a pro talkin' propensity, bitches missin' me
Niggas know I had the grams for cheap, ain't no mystery (Tell 'em)
Know I got the bitch off the hook, fishes in the sea
Take it out your name, put it in a business entity
Been makin' millions, ain't no lie, is you shittin' me? (Shit)
Been knew how to aim the fire, nigga, is you shittin' me? (Bah)
Been had Pirellis on the tire, is you shittin' me? (Shit)
I'll fuck them lashes off your eyes, bitch, we finna see
I'll buy a coupe for a surprise, baby (Surprise, baby)
I'm on another tier like a crybaby (Crybaby)
Lookin' at a chandelier during a wine tasting
Mm (Toni), all I do
Get the paper, uh, get some munyun, get some, uh, uh (Ayy)
(Got the bitch hiking up Munyon Canyon and shit)
Get the paper, get some munyun, get the paper
(Bitch already know the whole motherfuckin' program)
Get the paper, or get some munyun (Munyon Canyon), get paper
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You get the paper, or get some munyun, or get paper, yeah
You get the paper, or get some munyun (Get some Munyon Canyon)
Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh
You get some paper, or get some munyun, yeah, yeah
You get some paper, or get some munyun, yeah
What do you want to do next in your professional life? (Or get some munyun, yeah, yeah)
Well, I'm doing it already
(Or get some munyun, uh)
Get more soulful, that's all I can say, I mean, that's what it's about
And then it's about he artist that reaches down to the bottom of their soul
And, and, and let's what they feel come through, and not what they think about
Colossal lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Yeah
Damn
Smoke
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy (Woah-woah)
Damn
Close
Shh (Yeah)
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it, Hoffa (Damn)
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster
Said she wanna drink my kids, foster (Damn)
Everything I do is real big, colossal (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Everything I do is real colossal
Everything I do is real colossal (Yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, Toni)
Louis bag, Prada bag, body bag, kinda sad
Smoke some gas, pour a drink, try to laugh
That's my dog, ain't no lad, nonetheless, I surpassed
You ain't first, then you last
Fuck the hearse, fuck the grass
I'm alive and I'm lit, talkin' Benz ownership
Park a Benz on a ship
Invite chicks on a cruise, I fucked friends on a ship (Good job)
Ain't no trend, I'm the shit (Ayy-ayy-ayy)
Hell nah, I'm heaven-sent (Hell nah)
See, the trench a element (Ayy-ayy-ayy)
Dirty scale a element (Numbers)
Forty shell a element (Numbers)
Clientele a element (Numbers)
Even though I got a felony, I run for president (Mm)
Almost post my bezel then (Mm)
Almost showed my resident (Mm)
Almost showed my fire, but I ain't want no evidence
They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it, Hoffa (Damn)
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster
Said she wanna drink my kids (Uh), foster
Everything I do is real big, colossal
Haters know how I'm comin', man, you know?
Everything I do is real colossal (Change is everything, ALC, uh)
Everything I do is real colossal (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, goddamn)
'Nother level, take a photo, Kel-Tec, he movin' solo
Modern architecture in my condo, bike GP Motor
Floor to ceiling windows, K rate, 40 with extendos
Sip of green juice, mack a bitch, biscuit with the muzzle
Teamin' up, hatin' on me, I don't get it, niggas sus
Eyes closed, count above
White kicks in the trunk (Damn)
Politickin', rockin' Buffs
Countin' chicken, nigga, up (Bye)
Bitch, it's M's in the tuck (Rich)
Like the Grinch, bitch, I'm up (Hee-hee)
I just call it how I see it, therapeutic when I count it
Talkin' shh, move a mountain, baking soda, glass bottle (Uh)
Fundamental situation, fuck some gettin', elevatin'
I'm like Arnold Schwarzenegger, everything is correlatin'
And the shoes match the fit (Yes, sir)
And the chrome got the blick (Ayy)
Niggas hoes 'bout the bitch
Okay, cool, you can dip
Niggas talkin' out the neck
Never talkin' 'bout a check
Do it big, nothin' less
Coppin' Rollies with the S
They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it (Man), Hoffa
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster (Now)
Said she wanna drink my kids (Man), foster
Everything I do is real big, colossal (Man)
(Good chat, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Everything I do is real colossal (Everything I do big, this shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
Everything I do is real colossal
I Been lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Uh, aye
Shit, uh
Yeah, yeah
Alright
I been
Minding my business, drinking water
Doing crunches, getting paid for discussions
Over Alchemist production, use a Rolls Royce for seduction
Wear a Rollie when I'm fucking
You need to put a condom on, 'cause you may not be that lucky
They got deadbeat moms now
Deadbeat moms now
Nobody knows where her nose goes when the sun down
Caught him walking to his car, gave his ass the rundown
Getting high on the jet, tryna calm down
I been
Uh, I hop out clean, rare like a Mona Lisa
Did the 'Rari two times, five hundred a piece
Yeah
I jump rope in the morning, then make a dub at least
Uh
And this water that I'm sipping from a private spring (Spring)
Come from them projects, but did a lot of things
Where them kilos came through and swallowed your dreams (dreams)
Niggas beefing over hoes, man, that's out of pocket
I'm in the tropics, lighting up something with Cartier lighters
I been
Smoking and driving while I'm riding in a Lambo'
Trying to dodge all the scandals like the potholes in Atlanta
Pour some codeine in the Fanta, drinking codeine in my Phantom
Got Hermes on my bandana, came with three hoes like I'm Santa, yes
Made her throw it back like Mitchell & Ness
Hustle plus passion equals success
Soon as I walk in, I kiss on the flesh
You ain't even gotta tell me, I know I'm blessed
I put my team in position to win
Had to cut off all my hoes and just focus on yen
If I can make a few of 'em, then I can do it again
This pinky ring cost a dollar, I be cattin' for real
I got so much, I ain't gon' talk 'bout that
She just handle shit for me, but we don't talk like that
I put the bitch on payroll, then write it off on my tax
Then jump in my Maybach, then head back to the palace
What's happenin'? Uh
I been
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Man, uh
Aye, aye, aye aye, aye
Everybody wants to know where I've been
Good job, numbers
How much life experience of real pain and heartache
Is it necessary to be a genuine blues man?
Or can you be a happy person
And still call upon something
That delivers the goods in blues?
LLC lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
So much motherfuckin' money to get
I'ma be on none of that motherfuckin' square shit, nigga
Straight to this motherfuckin' bag
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
This the flow they been waitin' on
Tighter than a thong, you're assed out
Had bags of gas in the traphouse
Black couch with the TV on, mama passed out
Nigga waste lean on the pool table and crapped out
Damn, I guess I'm narcoleptic, make 'em campfire
Got a pretty girl playin' and a pretty girl on standby
Know I ball hard like the starting five from Fab 5
Riverdale Road, I sold blow, landmine
Me and my wife, we sip wine somewhere you can't find
Turn your __cpLocations off and don't post the background
To me, a gangster is someone that take care of they child
I got mouths to feed, I'm the man of the house
Man, have you ever been depressed and still cracked a smile? (Mm)
Like somebody fuck with me, man, I'm goin' viral (Ah)
I smell like Porsche and Benihanas
I never let 'em see me sweat, even in a sauna (Even in a sauna)
I got my car in an LLC (Yeah)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon' be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything"
I got my car in an LLC
I got my pistol in my wifey's name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon' be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Crash tac' on me case they intervene (Shit)
Playin' tennis with my neighbor (Man)
Talkin' 'bout infrastructure, might need a bigger team (Uh, man)
Bitch, I got a loft just to watch TV (Damn)
And my spare dimes watchin' MTV, thinkin' 'bout a bigger crib (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
French rosé what I sip as I load the SIG (Damn)
I don't think I'm better than you, ho, it is what it is (Uh)
You niggas be timid with these hoes, I go hard on 'em (Hard on 'em)
If you not really my bitch, I ain't coppin' shit
A nighttime walk in the city with my low-key (Numbers)
A French bulldog, Bottega just to hold the heat (Uh)
I ain't got a bitch and a bitch ain't got me (Nah)
You call the bitch phone back to back, boy, that's not P (Hahaha)
Every single one of my properties in an LLC (Numbers)
Every single one of my broads just wanna stay with me (For real)
Sixty-ball just for the pavers and the parking spot (Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You niggas not really gettin' money, y'all just talk a lot (Shit, damn)
I got my car in an LLC (Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name (Man)
I got more blues than B.B. King (Man)
I told my son, "You gon' be a king" (Uh)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Damn, good job)
I got my car in an LLC (Numbers)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name (Good job)
I got more blues than B.B. King (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I told my son, "You gon' be a king" (Man)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Uh, sock it to me)
That's a very good idea, that's a very good idea
Bad life choices, son, bad life choices
Woah
Well, what choice is there, Wally?
None of that was my choice
It's your choice, it is all your choice
Bad Choices lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
[2 Chainz:]
Tell her quick, do not check me ho
Check that Apple Watch
See if your blood pressure too high from eating all that DoorDash
Ho, don't play with him
Slicker than an oil spill slim
That's right, man
I got the rims before I even had the car
Yeah, look
I never tell you that I didn't do it
I'm self-made, made to influence
I turn your castle into ruins
Selling the seasoning to Martha Stewart
The first one get the egg, nigga, cock-a-doodle
Only thing we had was bread with the Ramen noodles
A young nigga go and spend on the pharmaceutical
12 come through and book 'em like Barnes & Nobles
How you go from a misfit into a mogul?
(Never come to—) Yeah
This track oughta wake 'em up, call it Folgers
Surrounded by angels, demons can't approach us
Me llama Dos Cadenas, baby, buenas noches
See I'm the big dog, I'm the Cane Corso
End up in different spots, had the same choices
Soon as I plant a seed, I pray the rain moisten
Soon as I left, I knew addition, gave the game poison
You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(You see, child) Uh
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
[Larry June:]
Lunch in Big Sur, magnesium wheels on the Porsche
Made a couple extra, sold a half a bird with the moisture
Tryna dodge the blue and yellow jacket in them Ford Taurus
Wearing up a match time with my bitch in Dolores
Hop out the ASC McLaren rocking all velour
Bucket hat cocked to the side, I'm a connoisseur
How you niggas broke as fuck but outside chasing whores?
I ain't got no label on the fit, but it's all Dior
This the flow they been waiting on, I got an eighty on
While you kissing ass to that nigga you be hating on
Got certain accounts just for money growth
And I ain't even gotta do shit but just make more
Real nigga gon' make sure his fam good
Real nigga never quit even when it's slow
Oh, you thought them was some can goods
Bust them shits open then we right back on the road
Sweatpants count a quarter million on the fuckin' floor
[2 Chainz:]
You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Uh
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Life Is Beautiful lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Damn, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Man, my heart's so big, man, I had to step back (Uh)
Put time in my craft, I'm a full-time dad (Numbers)
Morningtime decision, hardtop or the rag (Hmm)
Son dropped off, now I'm back to the lab (Numbers)
G 350 sitting nice on the pavers (Uh)
Espresso shot while I count this paper (Cool)
New windbreaker, wearin' archive Bottega (Uh)
Go tuck in Benicia with a view that's amazin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hit the car wash, take a jog while they cleanin' (Cleanin')
A nigga like me, love, nah, you never seen him (Seen him)
Al on the beat, spent my life on wax
Early morning calisthenics, after that, I kick back (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And roll somethin' up, come with a plan
Tired of this shit, tryna really live
'Cause if you don't work, you don't eat, young man (Nah)
So every single day, I'm going hard as I can (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Sacrifice
I'ma live my life like I wanna
'Cause you're beautiful
So beautiful (Toni)
Life is beautiful
I don't gatekeep, I want everybody to eat
It's a cold world, Jermaine wearing a mink
Even with my shoes off, not facing defeat
Appetite for destruction, they was craving deceit
Careful what you put inside, the outside the receipt
Me and Larry take our lives, put the vibe on the beat
Say my name a couple times, I arrive in some cleats
I come straight up out the field like a nigga picking wheat
I've been on a winning streak, I made Al pick all the beats
Intermittent fasting with the burpees got me looking sleek
Kissin' on my Georgia peach, I've been on the right path
I'ma take my son to practice in these out-of-state tags
Oldest daughter got a license and I pray she don't crash
But I know she ready, shit, she got it from her dad
And my middle child never goin' out sad
If they roll joints good, I'll put 'em on staff
And roll somethin' up, come with a plan
Tired of this shit, tryna really live
'Cause if you don't work, you don't eat, young man (Nah)
So every single day, I'm going hard as I can (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Sacrifice
I'ma live my life like I wanna
'Cause you're beautiful
So beautiful
Life is beautiful
Ah, life is beautiful
You know, it's the little things in life that make it worthwhile
But my issue is that when you rap, you rap about what these children relate to because it's in their body
You've already stated that
I was just wondering what your thoughts were on, um, whether you thought you really had an impact on a lot of the young people, whether you thought it was negative or positive
Generation lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight
Alright
Rappin', that's my therapy, eat mushrooms like they jellybeans
She just want some ketamine, this right here amphetamine
And I'm from Atlanta, I might greet you like, "What's happenin'?"
In your face like acne, frozen set like daiquiri
Got it from behind, the only time she talkin' back to me
I don't front on niggas that don't have to turn they back on me
Back to back in factories, celebrities and Jazzy Tee
I buy pounds to smoke, nigga know not to say, "Pass the weed"
Cyberbeast
Same color orange as the stripe in the lease
Say, lil' bitch, dogs over here, off the leash
C'est la vie, ball over here, come and eat
Hmm, ATV, I be off the road on the street
This AP should've came with ADT
This Glock 19, it can barely drink
I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters (Shit, goddamn)
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright (Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shit, goddamn)
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight
Alright (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, goddamn, good job, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm the type to rock a white tee with an M in ice (Good job)
I'm the type to pull up on that skeezer just to hit tonight (Numbers)
12 on my tail, I might- rrt, hit my other spot
I'm John Wick in a black fox, knot in my sock, rockin' Gen5 (Tell 'em)
Bitch on my phone, told her, "Chill, take it easy" (Hold on, bitch)
Blue tips bustin' out the end, but the K to please me
Knocked a thick bitch from the A, Decatur beezy
Like a rock band 'til the clip drop
On an ATV in my Gucci flops (Yeah)
Bitch, what's happenin'? (Golly)
We in Aspen (Golly)
This a cabin (Golly)
You be cappin' (Golly)
I be mashin' (Golly)
Bitch, shake somethin' (Ooh-wee)
Bitch, make somethin' (Yes, Lord)
Bitch, awake somethin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters (Goddamn)
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright (Ayy, good job, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite (Goddamn)
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night (Uh)
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight (Numbers, goddamn)
Good mornin', bitch-ass nigga, what's happenin? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Alright
Hop out that shit, bendin' corners and shit
Good job
Uh, uh, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Good job (Yes, Lord)
Goddamn
Yee-hee
Man, uh
Epiphany lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Ayy, this that lunch at Monaco on the yacht type shit (Yeah)
Bounce out the boat, hit the valet, like
"Keep my shit parked at the Monte Carlo" type shit (Alright)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Boss shit (Alright), it's happenin'
Toni
I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments
Put two different girls in the same predicament
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany, yeah
Okay, I'm the hustler of the century
Nothin' but respect when they mention me
Yeah, I'm talkin' real, nigga, Tennessee (Real)
Had her on more E than Tennessee (Yeah, yeah), uh
Yeah, I like to party, I'm a Atlanta nigga (Atlanta nigga)
Whole fleet colored Tropicana, nigga ('Cana, nigga)
Make this a career, you just a random nigga (Random nigga)
Soon as your song die, sell me your fandom, nigga (Sell it to me)
Them diamonds you got on ain't no VVS
Cologne you got on came from CVS
You movin' with a switch, you need to switch addresses
I got more assesses than assessments
I parked the Bel-Air next to the C8
Please don't try race this shit if that's a V8
Southside got loads that's tryna see straight
Took that bitch back and got a rebate (Tell 'em)
I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments
Put two different girls in the same predicament (Yeah)
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it (Yeah)
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly (Alright)
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany (Ayy-ayy-ayy)
Talkin' that shit, I'm about it ('Bout it)
Water on me, I'm a fountain (Fountain)
Roll on me, I'm floatin' (Floatin')
Roll on me, I'm ballin' (Ballin')
Fuck you mean? I'm havin' (Havin')
Four-door coupe, hotboxin' (Boxin')
Three hundred for my boxers (Juugs)
Eight hundred for this chopper (Yee-hee)
Dope fiends knockin' at the door, I'm cookin'
Sellin' yeehees for the high, I'm juggin'
Project nigga, but a ho gon' listen
Stuntin' in the whoop, any ho, I'm flippin'
World tour, I got plenty shows
She made 2K a night at Centerfold (Damn)
Digi scale in my back pocket, I was up top, but I was sellin' low
On 680 in a 680, watch one-fifty, I'm an asshole
Got a Kel-Tec and a fishbowl, leave a big hole in your backbone
I'm the bale man with a bat phone sellin' hella O's like a macaron
Ayy, bitch, hand me the yoga mat real quick, please?
Thank you, I would love you, bitch (Rulers)
Escalade with the DVD
I'ma check like a PPP
Crib lookin' like a Bnb (This one)
She can still see the P in me (Good job)
I got rich nigga benefits
I got M's, nigga, literally (Literally)
Bustin' moves outta Italy (Italy)
.223s when the drum squeeze (Goddamn)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, goddamn
I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments (Uh)
Put two different girls in the same predicament (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it (Good job, yeah)
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly (Alright, uh)
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany, yeah
They gotta play this on the way to Austin, this shit classic
Now it's, uh
Damn, ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Any Day lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Whippin' the 'Rari, what a broke piece of shit
Sippin' a motherfuckin' orange juice
You can't make this shit up
If you knew better, you'd do better, baby, uh
And we ain't fuckin' around with you niggas, uh
Yeah, baby, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
If you really wanna win, you gotta take them steps
I done had every whip, I need more investments (Uh)
I took a lot of L's, but I'm still thankful
'Cause it's not really an L if you gain somethin'
Chairs in my crib by Jean Prouvé (Ayy)
If you wanna make a difference, gotta change somethin'
On my way to a dollar, thinking mathematics
That's savage, pushed the dude Daniel with my hat backwards
This not white gold, baby, this platinum (Baby, this platinum)
It's not a typo, baby, I'm happenin' (Ayy, hold on, hold on)
My bitch ain't gotta trip on shit
We out in Tokyo, spending on fashion (Good job)
Street nigga but my income passive
I can talk this money shit in Spanish (Mucho dinero, my friend)
But I be on some whole other shit, I'm calculatin'
This the infrastructure, this the innovation (Uh)
And what you appreciate, appreciate
I'ma come through in foreign, nigga, on any day
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'ma give it my all, nigga, on any day (Any day)
I'ma keep it a thou, nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday) Nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Thursday, Friday, Saturday) Nigga, on any day
(Hit 'em wit' it) (Any day)
Expired tag, I ride with a lawyer
Come to your residence and you die in your foyer
I still ask the price and I can afford it
Plenty equity, I'm a property hoarder
What's in my pocket, a rock of the quarter
Wish a nigga would, I'm coppin' sequoia
Tried to hide the pain, put molly in water
As soon as 12 left, I was right on the corner (Yeah)
I was getting top like top of the morning
After the performance, I hopped in a foreign
Labels like your style, they might even clone you (Yeah)
I was smoking at the house, a popular loner (True)
But when I step out, my aura's enormous
Familiar with the story, the hare and the tortoise
Slow and steady always gon' be my pace
Determination and consistency win the race
And what you appreciate, appreciate
I'ma come through in foreign, nigga, on any day
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'ma give it my all, nigga, on any day (Any day)
I'ma keep it a thou, nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday) Nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Thursday, Friday, Saturday) Nigga, on any day
(Hit 'em wit' it) (Any day)
Nigga, on any day (Any day, any day, any day, any day)
Nigga, on any day (Any day, any day, any day, any day)
(Any day)
Tru Organics lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
La única opción es hacer más feria (Oh)
¿A cuánto vende kilos? (Good job, damn)
Nos vemos en la Ciudad de México
Ahí te veo con el equipo (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Thirty minutes in the microwave, I'm hard like that (Uh)
He ain't even got a plaque, how he ball like that?
I got an app on my phone that I use to stretch (Damn)
You so focused on me, got you dudes depressed
These not Cartier, just look at the lens
This the type of shit they give you when you cop this Benz (No)
She hopped in and hand it over, I looked back with a grin
The hot tubs in San Lorenzo, she hit for a band (Good job)
This remind me of the days that I lived in the O (O)
I had the spot in Jack London with the view of the ocean
And this was 2016 when you was still in the house
I never had a rap check, but I was up in a drought (It's hate)
And every time I do a show, I get them flashbacks (Flash)
I'm doin' shows everywhere I got that bag at (My old shows)
I tell my youngin, "Be cool on them Cash Apps" (Watch it)
I tucked 50K cash on my last track (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I'm indulgin' in bein' a hustler, baby
I'm indulgin' 'cause money the motivator
Ain't indulgin' in nothin' that's complicated
I'm indulgin'-dulgin', I'm indulgin'
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (Watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm goin' crazy (Goin' crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (Clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper (Yeah)
What's happenin'? (Uh)
It's a good day to get some paper (Alright)
It's a good day to get some paper (Toni)
Baby, put away your check card, you with a trap star
I be on your side like stretch marks, yeah, I'm that hard
I am the one you can depend on, no, not a friend zone
Hit you when I touch down and I ain't talkin' end zone
Checkin' out the 'Rari Enzo to cut the wind in it
But the shit cost so much, I'm glad I couldn't fit in it
When I bought my first trap house, I put a pit in it
When I got my second trap house, I put a stick in it
I'm a digi-scale user, and you just a user
Meaning you a customer to keep down the confusion (Woah)
Preachers say we lust too much, see, we seen prostitution
And we seen random shootings, we seen some of those
Buy some drugs from random school kids
Hood'll traumatize you, carry hammers like a toolkit
They ask me how I'm survivin' around all this bullshit
I'm indulgin' in bein' a hustler, baby (Yeah)
I'm indulgin' 'cause money the motivator (Alright)
Ain't indulgin' in nothin' that's complicated (Okay)
I'm indulgin'-dulgin', I'm indulgin'
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (Watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm goin' crazy (Goin' crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (Clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper
What's happenin'? (Uh)
Jean Prouvé lyrics - Larry June, 2 Chainz & The Alchemist
Uh
Uh
Damn
Man
Some shit never change, it's a part of me (Some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (All I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (Tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (Livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (Still, still, huh)
Tryna shake the limelight (Still, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
This the spot with Dutch glass, vintage rugs (Uh)
Magazines from the '90s, black ceramic mugs (Numbers)
Virtual shoppin' from my phone, I just copped a tub (A bath)
Got the shit all marble, bitch, you know what's up (Uh)
She walked in, Chanel bag full of blue hundreds
Set the trap on the table, I just kept thumbin' (Mm, good job)
ID verified via FaceTime (I'm doin' numbers)
Ain't no limit on this card, I can swipe a hundred (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Suede stripe on the tires of my AMG (G)
Italian summer truffle, I'm out in Italy (Damn)
The boat shakin' (Shit), eyes closed, dope makin' (Uh)
Quick smooth conversation, she slid at the feet (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Some shit never change, it's a part of me (Some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (All I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (Tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (Livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (Still, still)
Tryna shake the limelight (Yeah, still)
Before I get fellatio, two verification codes
I like when two to one the ratio
I forget about my ex just like México
One said, "2 Chainz," the other said, "There he go," huh (There he go, girl)
Miso cod and yellowtail from Nobu
King crab from Papi Steak, Fontainebleau (Uh)
Niggas know my flow nasty like Mountain Dew (Nasty)
You been over here for a minute, what you 'bout to do?
See, this a silk rug, please take off your tennis shoes (Please)
Got her a Kelly bag to straighten up that attitude
Versace cutlery, you don't know the magnitude
And got a nonprofit to help with back to school (True)
I keep the sticks in the trophy room (Uh)
Niggas still smoke on Zoom, dope shit, off the spoon
Wake up in the afternoon, tell 'em I'm the one like after noon (Woo)
You know the seeds been planted, they just gotta bloom
Some shit never change, it's a part of me (Some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (All I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (Tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (Livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (Still, still)
Tryna shake the limelight (Still)
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