[Intro]
Hey, Will
[Chorus]
Mama just told me to count my blessings
A&R called to tell me, "It's only a matter of time, your shit impressive"
Big ass squad, I got niggas to watch with mop, 'cause it get messy
Pullin' out guap, takin' a pic'
Captioned, "Look at me and my bestie"
Me and the opp' nigga just took a pic'
Captioned, "Look at me and my son"
He made a trip now he thinking he Rich, he backwards
Lil' boy playing with crumbs
You gotta' grind to get like this, factual
You gotta' step through mud
You must be blind to think you lit, factual
I can't accept you bums
[Verse]
I'm countin' and countin' and punchin' the numbers
But something ain't adding up
I'm stuffin', I'm stuffin', I'm stuffin' the bag
I'm making it fat as fuck
I'm stuntin', I'm stuntin', I'm stuntin' on niggas
I ain't even gotta' brag or nothin'
I'm tuckin', I'm tuckin', undressin' the [?]
It's like I'm in drag or somethin'
I felt like the nigga before all this shit
So really it ain't no different
You saying you hot, but stuck in a deal
Nigga, you more like a victim
You saying you hot, getting fucked by the deal
Nigga, you more like a slut
You say you dawg, when I get involved
I'm treating that boy like a mutt
Niggas be acting and fucking they part up
Bro short-tempered, he lift it and spark up
New scam method ain't hard on the start-up
SRT, still rippin' the tar up
Rent on the block, need more than a park up
Bro hate law, he be rippin' the bar up
Bag just hit, got me fillin' my card up
Baby just told me I'm next up, bar none
Hey, Will
[Chorus]
Mama just told me to count my blessings
A&R called to tell me, "It's only a matter of time, your shit impressive"
Big ass squad, I got niggas to watch with mop, 'cause it get messy
Pullin' out guap, takin' a pic'
Captioned, "Look at me and my bestie"
Me and the opp' nigga just took a pic'
Captioned, "Look at me and my son"
He made a trip now he thinking he Rich, he backwards
Lil' boy playing with crumbs
You gotta' grind to get like this, factual
You gotta' step through mud
You must be blind to think you lit, factual
I can't accept you bums
[Verse]
I'm countin' and countin' and punchin' the numbers
But something ain't adding up
I'm stuffin', I'm stuffin', I'm stuffin' the bag
I'm making it fat as fuck
I'm stuntin', I'm stuntin', I'm stuntin' on niggas
I ain't even gotta' brag or nothin'
I'm tuckin', I'm tuckin', undressin' the [?]
It's like I'm in drag or somethin'
I felt like the nigga before all this shit
So really it ain't no different
You saying you hot, but stuck in a deal
Nigga, you more like a victim
You saying you hot, getting fucked by the deal
Nigga, you more like a slut
You say you dawg, when I get involved
I'm treating that boy like a mutt
Niggas be acting and fucking they part up
Bro short-tempered, he lift it and spark up
New scam method ain't hard on the start-up
SRT, still rippin' the tar up
Rent on the block, need more than a park up
Bro hate law, he be rippin' the bar up
Bag just hit, got me fillin' my card up
Baby just told me I'm next up, bar none
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