TGDJ - Lovely lyrics

[Intro] Squad... West get the money [Verse 1: Gatsby] I remember back in school, n***as thought I was a fool For my snapping, but I just kept on rapping and now they think I'm cool But f** it, they say that the meek shall inherit the rule They thought the real was drowning, but now I'm jumping in your pool And girls jumping in my jeans but back in 06 man a b**h wouldn't let a toe tip In my prescence now they wanna be my blessing like my palms clasping at you That's the Sunday before Easter, Preacher get me a pilot Or Ponticus, I'm flying high till I can't f**ing function Dropped outta college still kept my cla** My ex dropped her new n***a but she still kept all that a** And I'm still trying to get past on how my cousin pa**ed My past keeps the future a present, I just wrap the gra** Working my a** off at the bank, banking for these sessions Trying not to hit the 8 ball, my verses be Sean Penning No Carlito, Gatsby baby I'm just tryna find my way No Pacino, but that green light at the dock like a brick of yay Motherf** what a f**ing critic got to say I said I was the truth and thats still to this day And I'm out with my day 1 n***as, chase figures We done outdid them other n***as, f** them other n***as Dropped the hottest sh** yeah I did that, n***a dig that Where your f**ing hit at I split that then flip that Cause tryna be the best sound outta Tampa like tryna to sell an insomniac a motherf**ing dream, don't sleep n***as talk about all the sh** they bring to my table, but they got empty plates when they come thru, don't eat Uh, cause whenever they cue percussion If they talking who the best n***a I'm the discussion Say you betta dog, I got a line for where your brain is Put your best foot forward that's a trap like where your Cain is You tripping n***a, I ask these n***as where they lane is Then I come thru and bulldoze it n***a it's been over n***a you been bogus n***a I been focus Window of opportunity for you man that been closing Then I come thru and burn the house down, bow down n***as talk bout they squad now get down, lay down Cause I done worked thru so much trouble That when champagnes around I learned to prefer the bubbles I'm talking suit jackets, ascots and investments The music sh** is just the last piece of the puzzle I did this sh** effortlessly but cats still slept on me Thought I was falling off till I hit that brick wall And woke up, guess nightmares wasn't sold separately n***a ain't sh** changed Gon say the name and these b**hes still scream hallelujah Gatsby still spit flames Illuminati chain gang that's that damn name, what's it to ya