Skeme - Promise lyrics

[Intro] Ay, haters be real Sometimes you don't need nothing else Know what I mean? Ingleworld 2, b**h [Verse 1] I hear they talking but I'm wondering what they saying though Money's still a major issue, f** you playing for? I'm in the game but clear to see that I ain't playing, ho I'm right here with it 'til I get everything I came for All I want is respect, power and dollars Screaming "f** you" to police, same quote for Your Honor Ain't no question marks or commas I come up around piranhas, bears, tigers and lions Back when I circled the clients You know how we do, n***a, shoot .223s through n***as Dressed like a GQ n***a but keep it G too, n***a I'm in designer sh**, won't catch me in no cheap suit, n***a Let's see you wake up from this (?) Because you's a see-through, n***a Now, if you you're scared, little buddy, go to church They same for all my gangster n***as that be having work f** with me right, you get paper f** with me wrong, you get murked Put me anywhere on God's green Earth And bet I triple my worth, my n***a [Hook] I woke up this morning with the world on my mind I don't ask much of it, 'cept not to play around with mine I work too hard not to give it to me honest And I ain't stopping nothing 'til I got it That's my motherf**ing promise That's my motherf**ing promise I said I work too hard, not losing ain't an option I'm a ball on, baby, people watching That's my motherf**ing promise [Verse 2] Right, I just turned 25 years old And now my bank account got six zeros Woo, n***a, comma, comma, exclamation That's that dollar sign communication Long shot but I'll make it, slanging raps to my pages Backside, she Vegas, she look good but look greater naked Hold up, b**hes all up in my business D-d-damn, and they feel this Top back off the VCH, how I'm living, there ain't no limit I be S-K-E-M-E, hot boy not in that CMB Pull up, '63 AMG, still screaming "SGODB" See, this right here, we trill as hell And all these n***as with me trill as well And I got n***as hating, b**hes waiting On me to come put in their mouth like Akinyele And I can tell that n***as ain't hot, for real Never popped for real, well, they might just fail Now, without a deal my dollars stack, my pockets fat And they got them is (?), woo, b**h, I'm hearing sh** Check (?) work off membership I'm on the trillest sh**, I'm stingy, b**h But you f**ed with me, and I'm a lend a clip [Hook] [Verse 3] I ain't talk much cause n***as always yip and yap Acting how they b**hes act See, I don't understand it like some chicken scratch But I'm bool on these n***as, I be bicking back And I'm in Saint Laurent, on the (?), .45, clip attached Where your n***as at? And I love the bitty, man, I love the bitty Since she gave me game, b**h, I just give it back [Outro] Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up