Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trece Vee
Songwriter
DroTheWhale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trece Vee
Producer
Lyrics
If I got me a Rolls Royce then what I need with Mercedes
And If I got a fan base then why I need ya label
Look if I got my own bitch then why I need yo lady
And If I got my own bread then why I need yo paper
Now Look i got my own brain it's gon be tuff to persuade me
Unless it's interviews at shady aint no nigga can sway me
I got the answers
I'm just runnin up the tab on me increase the ransom nigga
I just want when niggas see me to know I ain't a random
I'm a Handsome nigga, try me if you nuts end up in planters dawg
My name just growin' bigger and bigger that be the cancer for your soul
Swear niggas buggin they think they handling the smoke
Praise to the women that had to handle me the most
Time to take our timely photo
Team on my back
Smile here, quasi Moto
Thinking about all the times that
Didn't fold
Hand the 2-8
Thought I had a royal flush
Took they money tho
Bought me a chicken cutlet
With the mango
Arizona (Yea)
Cleared my whole mind
It was crystal
Kicked back
I'm aint gnna
Tell you how
To hustle
Switch back
9-5 aint no time
Fuss
Think of giving back
Handing triple doubles
Like I'm Russ
Time rolling it back
Praying to my angels
Bout the dust
Mind in the cages
Im a thug
Manipulating time
Gotta get my head
Out the gutter
Stimulated rhymes
State to state
Dms
Looking
Like connect the dot
Bought stock
Never thought
That I buy a stock
Switched to T-Mobile
Yea he got a problem
Dropped out of school
Gotta Give me props
Dead broker
Communication
Is that the antitode
Never understood what
The problem is
I think I'm going Crazy
just to understand
peoples motives
Im losing hope
Yea juice roll another one
Feeling kind low
Bet they ain't even know they was handling a goat
Kept my confidence tucked away like a hammer in my coat
Knowin they was gon ride my wave like they sailin on a boat
I'm the nigga they love to hate but surveilling the most
Cetaceans on my body swear I love it here
Y'all Niggas lookin new to this i been true for some dozens yeah
I see y'all tryna surf with orca they think the waters clear
See if they keep up imma kick this shit to another gear
Niggas think this hobby
Man the hunters here
Dem niggas thought this shit was a comedy
Run 100% tears
Brooklyn stand up
The come up is here
Look to future
The time the passes
From seconds to years
Words
From my hubris
Confident as they come. I promise niggas don't want it here
I'm shining like I'm 1 with the sun and been for a hunnit years
The hunger's here and I been feelin like the funds are near
I'm needed for at least 5 summers yea
Holding all the cards
I'm the joker
When the line is near
Summer said she still over it
Gotta shorties scared
Time to stack it up
Cuffing season here
Time to the pack it up
Writer(s): Trece Vee
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