[Intro]
The only problem is I see the world from here
For all the people, hmm
Uh-uh
(King Nathan with another one)
[Chorus: FCG Heem]
Fuck it, I probably won't never know how it feels to win a Grammy (How it feels to win a Grammy)
We gon' make it out, I promise, I won't fold on my family (I won't fold on my family)
I don't care for love, I want my driveway full of Bentleys (I want my driveway full of Bentleys)
Can't help falling in love (With me), rock 'n' roll like Elvis Presley
I'm aware, I ain't playing with this rap shit, it get deadly (This rap shit, it get deadly)
All I know I'm gon' have to take some losses for these wins, and I'm ready (Wins, and I'm ready)
I lovе Lil' Steve more than fat kids lovе candy (More than fat kids love candy)
My nigga died summer time, my heart turned heavy (My heart turned heavy)
[Verse 1: FCG Heem]
Nigga acting like it's smoke, then I refuse to let it slide (I refuse to let it slide)
When it's time to slide, shots fired, keep that car in drive (Oh, keep that car in drive)
I don't care 'bout no hood fame, I'm trying to be world wide (I'm trying to be world wide)
Still clutchin' even when I got security, know I'm firing (Know I'm firing)
I don't wanna see my mama work, but I ain't thinkin' 'bout retiring (But I ain't thinkin' 'bout retiring)
Foreign cars, two hundred on the dash or I ain't driving (Or I ain't driving)
Know all my niggas gone, proud of me, I know they smiling (I know they smiling)
They killing rappers, I gotta stay out the way and move in silence (And move in silence)
I just hope I take a nigga soul, trying to take my Cuban link (Tryn ate my Cuban link)
Backwood, no swishers sweet, all my zaza stink (All my zaza stink)
I promise I'm the hottest, but I ain't wearing no Mink coats (No Mink)
I just want them boys out the hood, what you mad at me for? (What you mad at me for?)
I hope you grinding for the right reasons and not just 'cause you want to flex
The way that boy fuck up a check, you would've thought he knew the jwett (You wold've thought he knew the jwett)
Power to my people, got all these chains hangin' down my neck (Chains hangin' down my neck)
Niggas be pussy, be sending subliminals, be indirect (Be indirect)
The only problem is I see the world from here
For all the people, hmm
Uh-uh
(King Nathan with another one)
[Chorus: FCG Heem]
Fuck it, I probably won't never know how it feels to win a Grammy (How it feels to win a Grammy)
We gon' make it out, I promise, I won't fold on my family (I won't fold on my family)
I don't care for love, I want my driveway full of Bentleys (I want my driveway full of Bentleys)
Can't help falling in love (With me), rock 'n' roll like Elvis Presley
I'm aware, I ain't playing with this rap shit, it get deadly (This rap shit, it get deadly)
All I know I'm gon' have to take some losses for these wins, and I'm ready (Wins, and I'm ready)
I lovе Lil' Steve more than fat kids lovе candy (More than fat kids love candy)
My nigga died summer time, my heart turned heavy (My heart turned heavy)
[Verse 1: FCG Heem]
Nigga acting like it's smoke, then I refuse to let it slide (I refuse to let it slide)
When it's time to slide, shots fired, keep that car in drive (Oh, keep that car in drive)
I don't care 'bout no hood fame, I'm trying to be world wide (I'm trying to be world wide)
Still clutchin' even when I got security, know I'm firing (Know I'm firing)
I don't wanna see my mama work, but I ain't thinkin' 'bout retiring (But I ain't thinkin' 'bout retiring)
Foreign cars, two hundred on the dash or I ain't driving (Or I ain't driving)
Know all my niggas gone, proud of me, I know they smiling (I know they smiling)
They killing rappers, I gotta stay out the way and move in silence (And move in silence)
I just hope I take a nigga soul, trying to take my Cuban link (Tryn ate my Cuban link)
Backwood, no swishers sweet, all my zaza stink (All my zaza stink)
I promise I'm the hottest, but I ain't wearing no Mink coats (No Mink)
I just want them boys out the hood, what you mad at me for? (What you mad at me for?)
I hope you grinding for the right reasons and not just 'cause you want to flex
The way that boy fuck up a check, you would've thought he knew the jwett (You wold've thought he knew the jwett)
Power to my people, got all these chains hangin' down my neck (Chains hangin' down my neck)
Niggas be pussy, be sending subliminals, be indirect (Be indirect)
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