[Intro: Samuel Shabazz]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Samuel Shabazz]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper
I learned from your favorite hustler to be your favorite hustler
Dive deep in that water, I ain't know what to do
But somebody had to do it, had to show 'em the proof
Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope
Way more to hustlin' than just sellin' hope
I did almost everything when I had nothin' to lose
And I'd do almost anything to not get back in them shoes
[Verse 1: Samuel Shabazz]
And they don't never call me for me
Beforе we hang up, I'ma know what they need
But I ain't trippin' 'cause that's rеally what I do it for
Say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you don't treat me like you mean it though
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Thumbin', thumbin', carpal tunnel
A race when we runnin' money
I pray so I know it's comin'
I went to church every Sunday
Youngin slidin' and punchin'
We gave 'em deals in the country
I make a bitch grab her scrunchie
Hundreds, hundreds on hundreds
Money, power, respect, respect can get you the money, the power takin' you places
We land and speed to the telly, my pistol loaded, it's dangerous
We got it, just gotta name it, umbrella out while it's rainin'
They pay me, you know I'm comin', the engine runnin', it's hummin'
She fuckin' me, I got money, but tellin' me that it's deeper
Every day it's a flex, it's never cheaper to keep her
Get 'em clipped through a text, I'm never seen with the reaper
Closet full of some sneakers, wear 'em once, never see 'em
My old head still cookin' on seven mile like Petey
Gettin' seals for deals, should be feedin' the needy
I only eat with the trill, cut him off if he greedy
I been workin' hard my whole life to get it right
Add sugar and spice, we cut it for better price
Brand name immortal, it's Wavy Gang for life
Rap with a double life, I'm really like Walter White
Hundred schemes, hundred nights
Hundred ways to get paid like my nigga Tez'd say
Bad bitch, she a boss, told her put her bread away (Bread away)
Me and you locked in, just don't give my head away (My head away)
Me and Keisha best friends, but the boy on red today (Red today)
Nine hundred HP's, I hopped in and sped away (Sped away)
At first the shit was worse, I had to find a better way
Better me, better thinkin', Cuban links, we ain't linkin'
Maybach, not a Lincoln Continental, confidential
Should I speak the gospel, nigga? It's a scripture
Show and prove, niggas still hatin' (Still hatin'), Scottie Pippen
The right price get a nigga wrapped (Get a nigga wrapped), I'm Egyptian
I'm official
Offsides, blow your whistle
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Samuel Shabazz]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper
I learned from your favorite hustler to be your favorite hustler
Dive deep in that water, I ain't know what to do
But somebody had to do it, had to show 'em the proof
Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope
Way more to hustlin' than just sellin' hope
I did almost everything when I had nothin' to lose
And I'd do almost anything to not get back in them shoes
[Verse 1: Samuel Shabazz]
And they don't never call me for me
Beforе we hang up, I'ma know what they need
But I ain't trippin' 'cause that's rеally what I do it for
Say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you don't treat me like you mean it though
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Thumbin', thumbin', carpal tunnel
A race when we runnin' money
I pray so I know it's comin'
I went to church every Sunday
Youngin slidin' and punchin'
We gave 'em deals in the country
I make a bitch grab her scrunchie
Hundreds, hundreds on hundreds
Money, power, respect, respect can get you the money, the power takin' you places
We land and speed to the telly, my pistol loaded, it's dangerous
We got it, just gotta name it, umbrella out while it's rainin'
They pay me, you know I'm comin', the engine runnin', it's hummin'
She fuckin' me, I got money, but tellin' me that it's deeper
Every day it's a flex, it's never cheaper to keep her
Get 'em clipped through a text, I'm never seen with the reaper
Closet full of some sneakers, wear 'em once, never see 'em
My old head still cookin' on seven mile like Petey
Gettin' seals for deals, should be feedin' the needy
I only eat with the trill, cut him off if he greedy
I been workin' hard my whole life to get it right
Add sugar and spice, we cut it for better price
Brand name immortal, it's Wavy Gang for life
Rap with a double life, I'm really like Walter White
Hundred schemes, hundred nights
Hundred ways to get paid like my nigga Tez'd say
Bad bitch, she a boss, told her put her bread away (Bread away)
Me and you locked in, just don't give my head away (My head away)
Me and Keisha best friends, but the boy on red today (Red today)
Nine hundred HP's, I hopped in and sped away (Sped away)
At first the shit was worse, I had to find a better way
Better me, better thinkin', Cuban links, we ain't linkin'
Maybach, not a Lincoln Continental, confidential
Should I speak the gospel, nigga? It's a scripture
Show and prove, niggas still hatin' (Still hatin'), Scottie Pippen
The right price get a nigga wrapped (Get a nigga wrapped), I'm Egyptian
I'm official
Offsides, blow your whistle
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