I've Been pondering, I've been thinking man, yeah...
[Hook: Freddy DeMent]
I wonder if she'll get naked, When I Make It
To all the blogs that didn't f** with me, I wonder if you'll fake it, When I Make It
A different day but the same sh**, with the crew getting faded, When I Make It
But Really though...
I wonder if she'll get naked, When I Make It. Ay!
[Verse 1: Freddy DeMent]
I tried to tell ya that we bout to rule the world
But I ain't satisfied until I'm fantasy drafting all my girls
And I'm touring around the world off this music sh**
I ain't happy until they all know who this is
That stoop kid hooligan
God forgive 'em, they ain't know he was the chosen one
Yeah, got haters dappin' like they know someone
Yeah, its just me and my dawgs, on occasion breaking the law
This ones for the girls that think they knew me at all
Hit decline when I call
So don't cry when I ball
But it ain't no love lost. There ain't any at all
Me, I'm on to the next sh**
Trying to flex on my ex chick
While I'm getting brain from my next b**h, in that new whip
Just trying to keep shining like I'm Stanley Kubrick
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Freddy DeMent]
When I make it, I'm gonna get a crib bigger than Obama's
I can see the future, I'm gonna be f**ing up some commas
When I make it, I'm gonna do this sh** right
I'm gonna live the f**ing life
Emily Ratajkowski, type of wife
Hope you not the jealous type
Cause you know you missed out
If you ain't realize before, I hope you getting it now
I wanna know how you feel, I wanna know your regrets
I wanna know how it feels when they tell you I'm the best
Now that's some real sh** homie
I ain't worried bout sh** homie
I know Illuminati got me
When I make it, know these labels gonna try and profit off me
Now I ain't care about the blogs until they got it all wrong and started posting some weak sh**
Me and Urb on the Stoop, that sh** they can't compete with
[Hook x2]