[Verse 1]
You know you f**in' with the real now
Li'l b**hes better chill down
f** the fame, started out I didn't have a crown to my name
We eatin' five course meals now
And I'm still down, couple bands in the paper back
Switchin' lanes with the paper tacks
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Tellin' b**hes tryna take a chef
I just f**in' laugh
Ha, b**h, you better get it right
I don't need the love, can I get a life?
Spotlight, f** your oversight
b**hes must've thought I got this overnight
Silly hoes, really though
b**h, you better know the deal
Hate 'em with some new sh**
So you b**hes know it's real overk**
You in the presence of the motherf**in' ruller
Just point me to the mission, I'm the driver and the shooter
b**h, I get it
[Hook]
What it look like? b**h, I feel good
Lift the trap but this rap but I'm still hood
b**hes livin' sh** but they [?]
Got this paper on my own, wish a b**h would
What it look like? b**h, I feel great
Top, down, buck 50 on and in estate
You should get it by the gram, now it's real way
Turned the b**hes that are hatin' and I'm still straight