[Intro]
Started small with nothing
Now I got it all
I still want more
Who say I can't have that too?
You feel me..
[Verse 1]
Foot on the gas, both hands on the steering wheel
Jumped in the game, 'cause I know it's real
Heard it'll change you, I know it will
Gatting still, we made it over the hill
Being broke, I know how it feel
All about a dollar bill
And seeing my son grow up
See, they ain't know what they focus was
That's when I see my lane open up
Drinking champagne on boats
So drunk that I'll probably spend a month sober
Little more famous but a lot older
Been through situations, niggas acting bipolar
You don't always keep it real with me, I don't know ya
Say they good intentions, but they not even close
Say they got sick of whips, but i'm driving the most
Nigga I be on my shit, you ain't gotta provoke me
Fuck you talking bout it
Started small with nothing
Now I got it all
I still want more
Who say I can't have that too?
You feel me..
[Verse 1]
Foot on the gas, both hands on the steering wheel
Jumped in the game, 'cause I know it's real
Heard it'll change you, I know it will
Gatting still, we made it over the hill
Being broke, I know how it feel
All about a dollar bill
And seeing my son grow up
See, they ain't know what they focus was
That's when I see my lane open up
Drinking champagne on boats
So drunk that I'll probably spend a month sober
Little more famous but a lot older
Been through situations, niggas acting bipolar
You don't always keep it real with me, I don't know ya
Say they good intentions, but they not even close
Say they got sick of whips, but i'm driving the most
Nigga I be on my shit, you ain't gotta provoke me
Fuck you talking bout it
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