Antman - Numbers lyrics

You watch the news you hope it's you (2x) We powerballin' powerballin' (2x) Verse 1 I ain't playin Streets get fever, the nation prayin' Errybody want the numbers Dreams get dropped, but the struggle fund us I ain't on none of that wave ridin' Get a ticket on deck, you can FaceTime it My baseline is, i dont want too much Come up quick, i wouldn't flaunt too much I just want private jets for my entourages Culdesac wit' 9 car garages Model chicks, 5 star ma**ages Weekend bar menages Imma reach that through the rhymin' takes a little time For the sh** y'all call mirages Really ain't much but a starving artist Believe in myself f** random drawings But i know lames that drop a whole check on it Cop errything wit a check on it Ya girl keep hittin the mall to get fly like gimme a sec I gotta check on it, yeah Tryna f** up the status quo wit how fast it goes Beach house out in the Galapagos Flyin' first cla** all the normal black rapper goals Don't take balls to play for power Y'all pipe dreamin' and wastin hours Place ya bets, ya tryna get mine, break ya neck But keep chasin the fake respect Cause we workin dog Lately i'm curvin' broads whats a jackpot worth to y'all Got about a billion ways you off track We poppin, fall back can't drop til the curtain call That's power ball Hook Wayyy too much power I been workin 10,000 hours I been workin 10,000 hours 2 bad chicks in a diamond shower Hey, wayyy too much power I been workin 10,000 hours I been workin 10,000 hours 2 bad chicks in a diamond shower Lehh get it Y'all already know the way we rollin' it's gon' happen We ain't got no holidays, I just wanna make it rappin' Nobody see the vision, we gon' open up they eyes Been goin' for some years ain't no surprise yeah… We power ballin' Verse 2 Yeah, y'all wanna hit mega millions In the zone, that make it less appealing Tryna eat fries on a model back I ain't got no time for respectin' feelings No lotto balls Dictate my pace I'm saucin' y'all Take dedication and lots of calls Mistakes, hella mixtapes Even had to get my pops involved Groupies in my inbox They tryna put me in-box Y'all smell potential Tryna get to know my mental Wouldn't even let me hold a pencil Couple years ago Man I ain't forgot Ain't too smart to underrate my stock When I hit it big I'm ‘bout to get around No Eazy, I'd rather be laid w/ Pac A buncha bullet holes in my mental Stacks of cash, unclaimed in my Stash house, got laughed out the frame wit' my Discount clothes, donate ones, I never count those Hit the numbers, I'm the type keep my mouth closed ‘til I'm plankin' on a honey without clothes No tickets inscribin' my vision My life is my gift and Ya wife in my mentions Huh, let the games begin Catch me drinkin' on a plane wit' twins Ran my mouth for 25 years But I got ideas That's too big for reinin' in I 'm in a lane of sin, blessed with success I'm locked, I f** less I got too much stress Paid a moun-tain of dues, Russ West Hours all in, we power ballin' lil b**h Hook