[Intro]
Shouts to no genre what's up
Defying what's up
Shouts to the whole cleveland Ave
London Jae represent for the A-town
Better late than never
DJ Scream
[Hook]
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing
[Verse 1]
You mentioned my clothes and my bros and my hoes thugger brush
I ran through the paper I smoke like Jamaica
She wanna roll with me cause i'm rolling rough
Ah and get the f**ing on this n***a b**h
Got a Condo in the middle of the city when I wanna kick it
Got a [? line]
Yeah tint the windows on the Rarri push a bu*ton lose the ceiling
Got these b**hes in they feelings
Why these n***as in they feelings
I'm just tryna get a million I'm just tryna make a k**ing
f** em all cause i'm winning
Ima ball till i'm finish
They hate to see me with it
Ima turn up in a minute ima burn it like a hippie
b**h I earned my position
Now a n***a flyer than a pigeon
[?] got a n***a higher than the ceiling
[Hook]
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing
[Verse 2]
Yeah linking my dawg them from Africa
I been a thug since them n***as who sold all the drug rolled around in an acura
Hoe i'm a legend i know some female that wanna s** on me like dracula
That Marc Jacob on me i'm Molly lean
I get that work from colombians
Pimping hoes on metropolitans
Woah, wrap ma body up in diamonds and gold
Crank ducatis up and ride them with hoes
Spending dollars on designers and clothes
Smoke the weed till my mind in control
Bought me a chopper f** these n***as
Getting me some money f** these b**hes
Rap thing ima do it [?] these b**hes
Mando, Rays are cold blood k**ers
Stunning with a gun in ma hand and a bomb in ma pants
Try me run up on the street light
I'm too fly so that's why i got the fire ain't got no plan or participating in no street fight
Keep the shoebox full of rubber bands
Ima wrap em round grands i'm just making sure I eat right
Till the day that i'm gone ima put it in the song
Ima live by the code of the street life
[Hook]
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing
Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon
Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling
Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it
Let it all fall from the ceiling
Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it
One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing