[Chorus: Supreme Ace]
I still get shit popping, ain't nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
[Verse 1: Supreme Ace]
Too much in my mind, I’m just tryna find peace
Niggas act like bitches when you don't let 'em eat
I don't rap about no drugs or having gold teeth
I made it happen on my own and I swear that's not that's a reach like
Where was you when we were sleeping on them couches?
Doing verses in the basement, drinking juices out them pouches
I was too broke to pay for studio time
And me and one take used to throw each other rhymes like
Every year's my year, I ain't worried bout who next
Tryna get my money up and start running up the check
I chase the Jack with the forty then I hit my two stop
Got me feeling like I made it when I hit her with that flex
[Chorus: Supreme Ace]
I still get shit popping, ain’t nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
I still get shit popping, ain't nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
[Verse 1: Supreme Ace]
Too much in my mind, I’m just tryna find peace
Niggas act like bitches when you don't let 'em eat
I don't rap about no drugs or having gold teeth
I made it happen on my own and I swear that's not that's a reach like
Where was you when we were sleeping on them couches?
Doing verses in the basement, drinking juices out them pouches
I was too broke to pay for studio time
And me and one take used to throw each other rhymes like
Every year's my year, I ain't worried bout who next
Tryna get my money up and start running up the check
I chase the Jack with the forty then I hit my two stop
Got me feeling like I made it when I hit her with that flex
[Chorus: Supreme Ace]
I still get shit popping, ain’t nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don't feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
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