[Hook]
Atleast they know it's Christmas Eve
But tomorrow what will they believe
They know it's Christmas Eve
But tomorrow what will they see
[Verse 1]
What do they need
What do they believe
Is it really that?
Or is it this seed
Makin' me feel some type of way
That they laws don't want us paid
Can't go where we wanna go
Can't grow what doubles my dough
While u grow bad kids and sell em like blow
Makin' my work, I just need shows
Makin' this money while rakin' in dro
Need some mo been awhile tho
Thats what I want, or maybe more peace
And maybe more beats
A'lil more fans and not just the streets
Makin' me bold makin' me eat
Makin' it stack so promotion is free
No need to compete in my own league
[Hook]
[Refrain and Instrumentation]
[Verse 2]
Memphis style, been bout Gs
Call me 2Gz..melt it like cheese
Then spit a track about bein' on beat
I miss these sweets eat em like beats
Beauty and the Beast, rockin' JC Penny
Laughin' at ya money cause I'm still too silly
Really do it big man I'm reppin' two cities
Man I love 2 Chainz, but I still call em Tity
Mak Nikova, stay mackin' on
Taught by Maxim how to pimp simply
If I really need it, ho don't tempt me
Been bout pimpin' 10 before 20
Young as a God, and even he's in me, mmmm all this bread
All these beats and a Hip Hop vet
Private islands that's what I need
A helipad a runway
I'm good
Plenty rockets to bomb these wack crews
Makin' sure I'm understood
Under your trunk, rattle that wood
Call her up do it
Like there's nothing to it
[Hook]