WTG - IFLT lyrics

[Chorus: WTG] Boy, I started from sand I'm finna have the whole world up in the palm of my hand Ain't no way you touching all of my bands I'm stackin' bennies to the ceiling, that was part of the plan The world is mine and I feel like Tony Working double time, man I feel like Tony Finna build an empire, man I feel like Tony Yeah, yeah I feel like Tony [Verse 1: WTG] Born in Bridgeport, man I came from nothing Started rapping, made sure that my name meant something Working in the 'stu' to get a little fame or something So I could live to do it big before the angels' coming I got that hustler mentality Momma crying now, but I promise in a year, she'll be proud of me So many people hate the sound of me So I'm just waiting for the day when I could prove to those that doubted me Yeah, and I know not to trust a soul Your best friend could be the first to send you up the road Who do I trust? Me! That's who When I'm eating right, don't expect me to holler at you [Chorus] [Verse 2: Kid Loso Fresh] Tony Montana, only messing with familia Down