[Verse 1]
Fame and fortune got me and my lawyers out consulting
See, my talent bought me things that got the world hawking
But I just wanna be that nigga kids look to
'Cause I’m a slick dude and I use to be a crook, too
You a wanna-be, you tryna be in this rap shit
I'm an executive, I'm trying to see the backend
Batman, black truck, black interior
A Black man own his own land in America
I taught you how to get this cheese, we ain’t never rat
Smoking herbal filled 'gars, playa, back to back
They say you closer to the gods after every pack
But I be looking like a star after every rap
These rap niggas looking fake, thеy don't seem real
I'm coming from Section 8 and pork and bean mеals
I guess these niggas ain't got shit to say
I'm smoking every day, that's the 4-1-1 with the Mary J
Run up in these labels, stick 'em for the extra pay
Fuck Tommy Boy, this is FKMG
A different scenery just to smoke greenery
Different palm trees make my fuckin’ palms bleed
For the money, and I need, it ’cause I'm hungry
I know you fiending for the dope, just have the money
And New York City lights got me grinding every night
Got a spot in Times Square, I’m just here to catch a flight
My life is a just world tour running the fourth
Look, been balling for a minute, haven't be on the court
Hope my child have they mother's eyes
'Cause I done seen a lot of shit that made my mother cry
Plus, I did a lot of dirt that’ll fertilize
In the hood niggas dying from selfish pride
Can't believe I made it out writing these lines
People filled up with doubt, now they pack lines
Just to come and see me shine just one time
Get appraisal for the ice before game time
Yeah, they come to see me shine just one time
I get appraisal for the ice before game time, nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
[Verse 2]
Fuck it, I don't need a feature, just give me respect
I'm doing more numbers than 'em, they asking for checks
These niggas only think they hot 'cause they rolling with sets
You ain't signed to nobody, you running from debt
I bet they talk a lot of shit, but really nobodies
Get a little bit of money, feeding nobody
Niggas talk support, but then they front on a features
Same niggas in my DM hitting me for sneakers
I bet they want shit for free, but they envy me
On some black shit, but they ain't real as they seem
I just keep it real, let my followers know
All these underground niggas clocking my dough
Checking my pockets, bet they seen the whip
They wanna know how many karats In the chain or wrist
These broke-ass rappers always looking for a come up
Then they get on record talking 'bout they money done up
I do this every night until the fuckin' sun come up
They feeling every word I write and you niggas done what?
Feeling like I'm talking shots 'cause you ain't a-one
But stick a fork in 'em, dawg, 'cause this nigga's done
Only jealous motherfuckers beef
I did a million fuckin' streams, whatever that means
I lock myself in the studio and smoke this weed
I got some niggas in my hood that still need something to believe, my nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
Fame and fortune got me and my lawyers out consulting
See, my talent bought me things that got the world hawking
But I just wanna be that nigga kids look to
'Cause I’m a slick dude and I use to be a crook, too
You a wanna-be, you tryna be in this rap shit
I'm an executive, I'm trying to see the backend
Batman, black truck, black interior
A Black man own his own land in America
I taught you how to get this cheese, we ain’t never rat
Smoking herbal filled 'gars, playa, back to back
They say you closer to the gods after every pack
But I be looking like a star after every rap
These rap niggas looking fake, thеy don't seem real
I'm coming from Section 8 and pork and bean mеals
I guess these niggas ain't got shit to say
I'm smoking every day, that's the 4-1-1 with the Mary J
Run up in these labels, stick 'em for the extra pay
Fuck Tommy Boy, this is FKMG
A different scenery just to smoke greenery
Different palm trees make my fuckin’ palms bleed
For the money, and I need, it ’cause I'm hungry
I know you fiending for the dope, just have the money
And New York City lights got me grinding every night
Got a spot in Times Square, I’m just here to catch a flight
My life is a just world tour running the fourth
Look, been balling for a minute, haven't be on the court
Hope my child have they mother's eyes
'Cause I done seen a lot of shit that made my mother cry
Plus, I did a lot of dirt that’ll fertilize
In the hood niggas dying from selfish pride
Can't believe I made it out writing these lines
People filled up with doubt, now they pack lines
Just to come and see me shine just one time
Get appraisal for the ice before game time
Yeah, they come to see me shine just one time
I get appraisal for the ice before game time, nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
[Verse 2]
Fuck it, I don't need a feature, just give me respect
I'm doing more numbers than 'em, they asking for checks
These niggas only think they hot 'cause they rolling with sets
You ain't signed to nobody, you running from debt
I bet they talk a lot of shit, but really nobodies
Get a little bit of money, feeding nobody
Niggas talk support, but then they front on a features
Same niggas in my DM hitting me for sneakers
I bet they want shit for free, but they envy me
On some black shit, but they ain't real as they seem
I just keep it real, let my followers know
All these underground niggas clocking my dough
Checking my pockets, bet they seen the whip
They wanna know how many karats In the chain or wrist
These broke-ass rappers always looking for a come up
Then they get on record talking 'bout they money done up
I do this every night until the fuckin' sun come up
They feeling every word I write and you niggas done what?
Feeling like I'm talking shots 'cause you ain't a-one
But stick a fork in 'em, dawg, 'cause this nigga's done
Only jealous motherfuckers beef
I did a million fuckin' streams, whatever that means
I lock myself in the studio and smoke this weed
I got some niggas in my hood that still need something to believe, my nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
Niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
These niggas dying every day just to get they respect
My stories go around world, some people say that I'm blessed
But with a pen I'm a vet, a testament to the set
I gave life to these niggas, guess you owe me a debt
( Davy Fresh )
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