Draft Day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

It's finally here
The moments ours
We shot for the moon
Landed amongst the stars
Not afraid to go to war
Peep the battle scars
Revolution to be televised
And the shit is rated r
We taking no prisoners
This shits for the listeners
If you wasn't with us, on the, grind
You should start minding your business
Heard roc nation looking
And sony calling
Warner made an offer
Just cuz they know we ballin
History is in the making
I know all y'all haters sour
Future franchise owners
Watching from their ivory tower
We're the number one selection
You can bet it's gon' be ours
We goin ball between the laces
Then get laced in eddie bauer
This is draft day
Lets count our blessings
All those times we bled
For the sake of learning lessons
Now we're suited and booted
Combine only spitting that true shit
You can bet we play no games
Sit tight til they call our name

My phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Jimmy hit me talking milli's all my masters and a high rise for my mistresses in philly
La called me mega payroll, my own label and a beachfront crib in Coronado Diego
Rhoney called me talking distro, all the budgets
A position with some power for my mental
David called me talking music, my own movies
And a penthouse major views from the jacuzzi
Look like we are moving.
When you top of ya class
They roll out red carpets for those with hats that nod at the draft
Tell my mom she could quit, top ramen's the past, kid chasing the cars
When we riding right past, love the look on my family's faces how proud the amass
Hope they love me for me, not the mountain of cash
When i'm out and about they love me they ask for my graph
I give it freely, cause i'm not sure just how long this will last...# Draftday

My phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

And I gotta love my options
All because we're on a mission
Not a person gonna stop us
This that combine
Haters wanna break us, yeah they gon' try
Couldn't really blame you, that you want mine
You seeing what they sayin bout us online?

Middle finger to the haters soon we multi, fresh from the gamo's to the bow tie
Haters will be haters and they want mine, tell me don't get too close to the fault line
I got mine, and I'm staring at my future, I'm the one these niggas gone have to get use to...

You are now watching the 'bine
Wont stop until its all mine
The crib, the cars, the whole nine
No matter what, we gon' shine
Hold up, its too late
Already about to kill a full case
Time to get the treatment of a draft pick
Done came a long way from the school days

My phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up
Cuz I got money on the line
And I got money on the line
And I got draft day

Said, my phone is blowing up



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Writer(s): Triune & E.q
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