Lyrics

(Oh-whoa) Yeah Shit goin' crazy (it is), on the daily I don't see a reason why the fuck I should stop now (yeah) Thought I was the shit at the bottom How you think I feel at on top now? (How you think I feel?) Magnificent (ha) Universe wrote my song, I'm just adlibbin' it (yeah, ooh-ooh) I don't gotta say too much, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't gotta say too much (nah) I don't gotta say too much Nah, I don't gotta say too much (quiet) I don't gotta say too much (I don't gotta say too much) Yeah (yeah) Big shit poppin' (yeah) I realized I'm the gift, so this year, I ain't goin' Christmas shoppin' I be hearing ch-ching often The pussy smooth, Slick Rick talkin' Burnt out (burnt) 50-million for the catalog, I turned down (facts) I'm makin' money every second, you should learn how (ha) These puppies barkin' at a wolf, why would I turn 'round? Swingin' like the first round, even in the 12th, bitch Got myself rich, took the fam' with me Always the reality would turn into my fantasy Want a chance with me, so she holler in her man city Damn baby, no humanity, no, you can't get it (yes) Shit goin' crazy (it is), on the daily I don't see a reason why the fuck I should stop now (yeah) Thought I was the shit at the bottom How you think I feel at on top now? (How you think I feel?) Magnificent (ha) Universe wrote my song I'm just adlibbin' it (yeah, ooh-ooh) I don't gotta say too much, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't gotta say too much (nah) I don't gotta say too much Nah, I don't gotta say too much (quiet) I don't gotta say too much (I don't gotta say too much) Let me talk to you I ain't tryin' to do too much (yeah) I'm just tryna to stay tapped in, yeah, yeah Chasin' pussy fucks you up I don't need distractions, yeah, yeah Connected (yeah), I'm obsessed with, manifestin' Fuck a guest list, I'm only worried 'bout my checklist (yeah) Probably spent six on my family's expenses Money made the memories, so I do not regret shit (come on) Feelin' like I'm God's best investment (uh-huh) I don't fuck with bitches, I don't go no time to pet sit (ha) Paris Fashion Week, they askin' me if we can French kiss Who the best is? What's the metric? Yes, it's me Shit goin' crazy (it is), on the daily I don't see a reason why the fuck I should stop now (yeah) Thought I was the shit at the bottom How you think I feel at on top now? (How you think I feel?) Magnificent (ha) Universe wrote my song, I'm just adlibbin' it (yeah, ooh-ooh) I don't gotta say too much, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't gotta say too much (nah) I don't gotta say too much Nah, I don't gotta say too much (quiet) I don't gotta say too much (I don't gotta say too much) I don't gotta say too much I don't gotta say too much
Writer(s): Matthew Samuels, Russell Vitale, Scotty L. Coleman, Amir Sims Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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