Waveman Wilson - ??? (feat. Rigz & Larry Dickens) Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what you've been told
I been stacking up my paper til the shit can't fold
I don't know what you've been told
I been stacking up my paper til the shit can't fold
Smoking gas and rolling up cones
Tryna put on for my people so we'll never grow old
Thinking that I'm Midas, all the shit I do is gold
I can't trust a single soul so I don't ever leave my home
I don't know what you've been told, but I'm up next I payed my tolls
The people watching I won't choke unless i'm smoking something
& I won't take a single L, I got a hold of functions
They call me Bolt the way I'm running, don't let up for nothing
When I'm out in public, people jumping, now I think I'm buzzing
I don't know what you've been told
But f*ck it, never listen, make the dirt into the gold
I won't ever be controlled
Screaming f*ck the opposition, I won't fill into a mold
Be yourself, don't get too bold
If you're acting like a clone then I don't want you in my home
I don't know what you've been told - if you're chasing after clout then you will always stay cold
I don't know what you've been told
I been stacking up my paper til the shit can't fold
Smoking gas and rolling up cones
Tryna put on for my people so we'll never grow old
Thinking that I'm Midas, all the shit I do is gold
I can't trust a single soul so I don't ever leave my home
I don't know what you've been told, but I'm up next I payed my tolls
I don't know about you, but i've been feeling great
Keeping to myself and stacking up this cake
Ion really trip on nothing, too much on my plate
If you ain't with me from the jump then jump back out the way
Rain drop
Tell lil' baby let the brain pop
I keep the cooler 'cuz I stay hot
F*ck boys really hate us
Especially now that we famous
Smoking that cookie like Amos
Hating still but they nameless
Leaving comments, yeah they faceless
I'm gon give that boy a facelift
I don't know what you've been told
My time's worth more than jewels and gold
Too many foes, I stay alone
I answer my door with my pole
I don't know what you've been told
I been stacking up my paper til the shit can't fold
Smoking gas and rolling up cones
Tryna put on for my people so we'll never grow old
Thinking that I'm Midas, all the shit I do is gold
I can't trust a single soul so I don't ever leave my home
I don't know what you've been told, but I'm up next I payed my tolls