I think they forgot who the f*ck I was
Rocking fancy clothes, you can't touch
Gave them boys a headstart
They ain't do nun with it
Pockets change, pocket change, I spend that on kicks
All these chains, I'm ashamed man, I'm slaving
Why you tryna judge me, I'm a changed man
I'm the shit
I'm not stopping at no hunnid bands
5'6, but I'm 7 foot on my money stand
Nigga busy texting bitches, man that bitch ain't worried bout you
Nigga tripping, you not getting no winnings
Better cut your losses
And I'm crazy in this jet
Might kill the pilot, kamikaze
In a Chrysler 300
But it feel like it's a Mazi
Made my money stretch
It just flew out to Hawaii
Sometimes you just gotta chill
Sit back with yourself and just be real
Why the f*ck you lying to yourself?
Please don't trip, they gon put that ass to belt
Man, this bitch so hot when I shot it
Thought it melted me
I tried to catch but my brother had got him
That nigga selfish
Why is you talking bout frontin a p
Boy you not getting that back
I got diamonds on my chest, my neck like Alcatraz
Put your head to the side and watch us fly past
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I think they forgot who the f*ck I was
Rocking fancy clothes, you can't touch
Gave them boys a headstart
They ain't do nun with it
Pockets change, pocket change, I spend that on kicks
All these chains, I'm ashamed man, I'm slaving
Why you tryna judge me, I'm a changed man
I'm the shit
I'm not stopping at no hunnid bands
5'6, but I'm 7 foot on my money stand
Nigga busy texting bitches, man that bitch ain't worried bout you
Nigga tripping, you not getting no winnings
Better cut your losses
And I'm crazy in this jet
Might kill the pilot, kamikaze
In a Chrysler 300
But it feel like it's a Mazi
Made my money stretch
It just flew out to Hawaii
Sometimes you just gotta chill
Sit back with yourself and just be real
Why the f*ck you lying to yourself?
Please don't trip, they gon put that ass to belt
Man, this bitch so hot when I shot it
Thought it melted me
I tried to catch but my brother had got him
That nigga selfish
Why is you talking bout frontin a p
Boy you not getting that back
I got diamonds on my chest, my neck like Alcatraz
Put your head to the side and watch us fly past
Rocking fancy clothes, you can't touch
Gave them boys a headstart
They ain't do nun with it
Pockets change, pocket change, I spend that on kicks
All these chains, I'm ashamed man, I'm slaving
Why you tryna judge me, I'm a changed man
I'm the shit
I'm not stopping at no hunnid bands
5'6, but I'm 7 foot on my money stand
Nigga busy texting bitches, man that bitch ain't worried bout you
Nigga tripping, you not getting no winnings
Better cut your losses
And I'm crazy in this jet
Might kill the pilot, kamikaze
In a Chrysler 300
But it feel like it's a Mazi
Made my money stretch
It just flew out to Hawaii
Sometimes you just gotta chill
Sit back with yourself and just be real
Why the f*ck you lying to yourself?
Please don't trip, they gon put that ass to belt
Man, this bitch so hot when I shot it
Thought it melted me
I tried to catch but my brother had got him
That nigga selfish
Why is you talking bout frontin a p
Boy you not getting that back
I got diamonds on my chest, my neck like Alcatraz
Put your head to the side and watch us fly past
Writer: Cam Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid