Fetty Wap - Paterson Legend lyrics

Give me everything I earned or I’ma just go get it It’s amazing what I’ve learned streaming my first million Unless you wrote it dog, never sign contract with ’em Unless you get the most out but pay ’em back so little Loyal to mine, you can say I’m a stand up n***a When he stood up for the homies they ain’t stand up with em They never had good intentions, now I’m worth some millions Just a price tag to you, that s**t hurt my feelings I’m a singer but just listen I’m really rapping with pride I got knives all in my back I had my slice of the pie Imaginary dreams, every n***a wish they could fly That’s why I smoke this weed, closest I’ma get to the sky Stay dangerous, I’m clutching on this grip ’till I die I ain’t buy another one I saw my dream through this eye Do it for yourself then see if your team on your side For my real ni**as, really for my team I’ma slide I choose loyalty ’cause I don’t trust anything, n***a Watch your friends way harder than your enemies, n***a Why my friends go so hard to put an end to me, n***a I could feel it man this energy different (Huh) I should’ve known, I felt they energy shifting I been knew since ni**as was distant They all talk like big dogs, when it’s time I’ma show you they b*tches Let me shine let me go ’bout my business, already took all the riches And it ain’t no handouts for help either Versuri-lyrics.info Blood, sweat and tears b***h I’m fighting for mine I go to war for all my kids, I put my life on the line I gotta select a few of ni**as I see me dying about When them ni**as ran down they seen ’em lions come out Skinny n***a, big homie, them money makers come out So much money around my table ain’t no debating too much I got some ni**as out in B-More they get it shaking too much The money makers out in Jersey, wake up to it early I hate n***a who over-cook it they be baking too much My only dream to stay alive to teach my sons how to drive And my girl always tell me “Boy you playing too much”, Wap Coming from where I’m from, baby Police come, you better run, baby In the field you gotta keep a gun, baby You ain’t getting money go get you some, baby I’m from Paterson, I’m really street with it It don’t matter when, whatever, we with it I won’t use a mask, like “N***a we did it” I won’t let it last I handle s**t quickly