Ace Hood - Message To The Label lyrics

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Ace Hood - Message To The Label lyrics

(Chorus) Greatness, ni**a this greatness Whole lot of hustling, a whole lot of grinding A whole lot of patience Greatness, ni**a this greatness Whole lot of hustling, whole lot of grinding Whole lot of patience Greatness, ni**a this greatness Whole lot of grinding, whole lot of hustling Whole lot of patience Greatness, ni**a this greatness (Verse 1) You knew better you’d do better All these motherf**kers stealing my flow On they songs lord knows imma trend setter I’m a neighborhood dope dealer Mo whips than the car dealer You ain’t nothing but a seat filler Bars after bars I’m a well known beat k**er 20 grams for the chinchilla Diamonds cooler than the windchiller My ni**a P got the plug on the villas He just call up and talk up 100K for the weekend, ni**a living like a kingpin I’m a shark to you rap ni**as Cos y’all scared of the deep end So f**k them ni**as not no apologetic Im copacetic my genetics is the real ni**a You too pathetic where the medic I’m an ill ni**a Ahead of time, paralyzed don’t feel ni**as God flow this the god flow Million dollar convos in the condo Say my name turn a lame into John Doe When them shots rain better have your poncho Big dog talking big s**t I wish a ni**a would on my wishlist They don’t wanna see me pissed If I ever hear a diss that’s a walk in the park That’s a picnic A ni**a sick of being patient Ain’t doing them another favor You looking at the beast of the south And the words out my mouth this a message to the label (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2) Tell Stunna have the yacht ready Tell Diddy I’m ciroc ready Pockets fatter than a pot belly Young ni**a with the gameplan Been the realest since I came in They don’t want no problems with the boy I remain at a poise like Floyd at the weigh-in I got a model with the ring side I’ma f**k her on the king side And every ni**a that was hating back then Back when know they still selling bean pies I’m the ni**a that they wanna be I got the motherf**king recipe I be chilling with the zoes I be cooking up the flows Then I gave it to the industry I’m the illest no debating Hottest in the making I should tell that s**t to Satan Pull up in the latest like a real ni**a made it Bought a crib and then skated Who the f**k is underrated ha I want a mil for my new deal Whole box full of benedryl Cos these lame ni**as sick on me And when I die have this playing at my ceremony (Repeat Chorus) (Outro) Ni**a this greatness, ni**a we made it Ni**a this greatness, ni**a this greatness Whole lot of hustling, a whole lot of grinding A whole lot of patience Greatness, ni**a this greatness A whole lot of hustling, a whole lot of grinding A whole lot of patience Greatness, ni**a this greatness So shut the f**k up and let make it So shut the f**k up and let make it Let me make it, greatness