[Chorus]
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
Yeah, I'm in the owner box, but still got ties with the hood (Yeah)
Why would I listen to you? You niggas' life full of lies
You see 'em hatin' on me, it's a full-time job
[Verse 1]
Put the pieces together like a puzzle
Five-seveN on me, granny, she love me, Louis, Bottega luggage (Yeah)
Askin' me, do I rap? Askin' me for a picture
Cubans tucked in the hoodie, presidential my levеl (Yeah)
This ain't chess or checkеrs, it's Pharrell Louis (It's Pharrell Louis)
He really love you, he'll mail it to you, keep your eyes open (He'll mail it to you, shh)
Oh, you got beef but never slide on 'em (Oh, yeah)
He's a bitch worm, I feel sorry for him (That's fucked up)
Damn, I went to Selfridges, maid had a private room (Maid had a private room)
I never saw the shoppers, I'm tryna buy some shoes (I'm tryna buy some shoes)
I'm mixin' codeine, I'm scared to try the food (I'm scared to try the food)
I found a half a Perc', that shit just switched my mood (Shit just turned me up)
Don't play, we zip you up just like them Ricky shoes (Like some Rick Owens)
I'm at weed spot relaxin', look like Ricky Tan (Like Ricky Tan)
Forever make that shit right 'cause I'm the bigger man (No cap)
Another hour 'til the flight, please don't forget the Xans (Yeah, Face, Face Mob)
[Chorus]
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
Yeah, I'm in the owner box, but still got ties with the hood (Know that, yeah)
Why would I listen to you? You niggas' life full of lies (Why would I? Why would I listen to you?)
You see 'em hatin' on me, it's a full-time job
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
Yeah, I'm in the owner box, but still got ties with the hood (Yeah)
Why would I listen to you? You niggas' life full of lies
You see 'em hatin' on me, it's a full-time job
[Verse 1]
Put the pieces together like a puzzle
Five-seveN on me, granny, she love me, Louis, Bottega luggage (Yeah)
Askin' me, do I rap? Askin' me for a picture
Cubans tucked in the hoodie, presidential my levеl (Yeah)
This ain't chess or checkеrs, it's Pharrell Louis (It's Pharrell Louis)
He really love you, he'll mail it to you, keep your eyes open (He'll mail it to you, shh)
Oh, you got beef but never slide on 'em (Oh, yeah)
He's a bitch worm, I feel sorry for him (That's fucked up)
Damn, I went to Selfridges, maid had a private room (Maid had a private room)
I never saw the shoppers, I'm tryna buy some shoes (I'm tryna buy some shoes)
I'm mixin' codeine, I'm scared to try the food (I'm scared to try the food)
I found a half a Perc', that shit just switched my mood (Shit just turned me up)
Don't play, we zip you up just like them Ricky shoes (Like some Rick Owens)
I'm at weed spot relaxin', look like Ricky Tan (Like Ricky Tan)
Forever make that shit right 'cause I'm the bigger man (No cap)
Another hour 'til the flight, please don't forget the Xans (Yeah, Face, Face Mob)
[Chorus]
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
Yeah, I'm in the owner box, but still got ties with the hood (Know that, yeah)
Why would I listen to you? You niggas' life full of lies (Why would I? Why would I listen to you?)
You see 'em hatin' on me, it's a full-time job
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