Crowd Cry
Crowd cry
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga, if you hatin' you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, yeah
On God, I been heavy on this grind, aye
On God, I been polishin' my shine, aye
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
You could you could fuck around and die bitch
Don't waste my time it's priceless, makin' money off devices
Mix-matched designer got me lookin' indecisive
Call up your ex after hours, tell her be my sidekick
They better know
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, and I'm on a roll
Paint a picture, I'm the melanated Van Gogh
I be on my own shit, had to let 'em go
Keep the tags on my fit like Virgil Abloh
Crowd cry
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga
If you hatin', you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, aye
On God, I been heavy on this grind, yeah
On God, I been polishin' my shine, yeah
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
I been puttin' in these hours
I been workin' overtime
If I get backed up then best believe I ain't goin' to sleep tonight, nah
My baby mad
Can't get my time and it's makin' her sad
She lemme do all the music I want
And go somewhere else to get up in her bag
Remember when hard times hit the fam
I saw the fire and brought out the fan
Didn't think twice about how the hell I'm supposed to step up and start being a man
I did what I could (Did what I could)
But not what I should (Not what I should)
Readin' into the wrong things, but never would open a book, nah
Used to think the world was against me but no more
Cause I'm pretty sure everybody love me, that's fasho
Keep a mili on me 'case a hater try that low blow
I ain't tryna miss out on none of this shit, that's FOMO
Crowd cry
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga
If you hatin', you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, aye
On God, I been heavy on this grind, yeah
On God, I been polishin' my shine, yeah
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga, if you hatin' you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, yeah
On God, I been heavy on this grind, aye
On God, I been polishin' my shine, aye
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
You could you could fuck around and die bitch
Don't waste my time it's priceless, makin' money off devices
Mix-matched designer got me lookin' indecisive
Call up your ex after hours, tell her be my sidekick
They better know
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, and I'm on a roll
Paint a picture, I'm the melanated Van Gogh
I be on my own shit, had to let 'em go
Keep the tags on my fit like Virgil Abloh
Crowd cry
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga
If you hatin', you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, aye
On God, I been heavy on this grind, yeah
On God, I been polishin' my shine, yeah
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
I been puttin' in these hours
I been workin' overtime
If I get backed up then best believe I ain't goin' to sleep tonight, nah
My baby mad
Can't get my time and it's makin' her sad
She lemme do all the music I want
And go somewhere else to get up in her bag
Remember when hard times hit the fam
I saw the fire and brought out the fan
Didn't think twice about how the hell I'm supposed to step up and start being a man
I did what I could (Did what I could)
But not what I should (Not what I should)
Readin' into the wrong things, but never would open a book, nah
Used to think the world was against me but no more
Cause I'm pretty sure everybody love me, that's fasho
Keep a mili on me 'case a hater try that low blow
I ain't tryna miss out on none of this shit, that's FOMO
Crowd cry
Up on stage, hear the crowd cry
Better not catch you messin' with me or my whole vibe
I'm that nigga
If you hatin', you can go and die
Y'all needa go and die, aye
On God, I been heavy on this grind, yeah
On God, I been polishin' my shine, yeah
On my Momma, I ain't bout to waste no time
Puttin' in hours every night
Engine goin' overdrive
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Foster
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