Lyrics
, came up from the bottom, all i had was grind, for the love of the homies, put it all on the line, for the love, nigga!, hold up, got this bay shit sewed up, kush rolled up, young nigga, money grown up, startin' to think i'm one of the realest niggas breathin', open the door and then i let the whole team in, i can turn your boy into the man, i can turn a grown ass nigga 'to a fan, livin' in the present i won't take this shit for granted, why it seem like everything works out to my advantage?, like i said it, then i did it, like i planned it, i go stupid, hear a beat and i do damage, like total impact, send shots and niggas send back, it's hbk for life, the whole crew we intact, up all night, no rest, you know we workin', they can't call my next move, gotta update they service, no metro, on a jet though, finna rock out, depeche mode, and i'm constantly chasin' the money you probably find me wherever the check go, biatch!, come from rich city by the way, got that wet too, got the bitches goin' cray, one thing about me, i'm a always get that cake, and i never gave a fuck what a nigga gotta say, okay, bitch just flew back from l.a, shorty seen the wave, got her wetter than a lake, i done earned my spot, so you know i'm here to stay, and i guess without a limit i, better pop that safe when i rock that club, comin' from the city where they cook a, i be gettin' to the commas, you got baby mamma drama, hop up out the whip, that shit be clouded like a sauna, still do it for the love, never givin' up, even when i'm gone, go beyond and above, started from the bottom but i never been a scrub, got the power in my hands like a motherfuckin' plug, real nigga shit, skipper,
Song details
Artist: iamsu!