Lyrics

Ahh, yeah Yeah (we packin' diamond pistols) I finally made it out the neighborhood I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood I'm copping shit they never thought I would Yeah motherfucker, yeah Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook Can't see their faces, but I wish I could Yeah motherfucker, yeah Okay, this about to be the greatest story ever told Started from the bottom, landed at the Super Bowl Used to pack myself them PB-J's and Sloppy Joe's Now, I'm packin' out the venue when I pull up to the show (show) I got a new whip, I got a new bitch, money be stupid (yeah) The kids I grew up with Who waited for nothing, y'all bitches can suck it (yeah) My ex just called and told me That she wants another go (I can't hear you) But wastin' time's the only thing I can't afford I finally made it out the neighborhood I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood I'm copping shit they never thought I would Yeah motherfucker, yeah Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook Can't see their faces, but I wish I could Yeah motherfucker, yeah Ayy, back in high school they had written me off Couldn't nobody care if I made it or not Now they stop and stare when I walk in the spot But I bet you when they hit me, I don't even respond (yeah) Nowadays I be feelin' like I'm chosen Gucci on my body, I be drippin' like the ocean Living full send, that's the model, that's the slogan Watch on ten, ain't no Disney but I'm frozen My ex just called and told me she needs tickets to my show But wasting time's the only thing I can't afford I finally made it out the neighborhood I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood I'm copping shit they never thought I would Yeah motherfucker, yeah Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook Can't see their faces, but I wish I could Yeah motherfucker, yeah (Ayy)
Writer(s): Christian Dold, Lukas Gottwald, Miles Sheppard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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