Arrogant

I told you I ball like my name Dwight Howard
I hit em with drip like I'm fresh out the shower
I need me a main and twenty three sides
So I could have a bitch to hit every hour
You get a little money then become arrogant
Cash ain't on the schedule, I end up clearing it
Whole loaf at the spot, not Panera bread
You gone see me at the top like a letterhead

If he want smoke then we passing him cancer
He shot at my hoe but he ain't do no damage
The Rover truck cost me a hundred, no lesser
Keko gone drop him a X, not a Tesla
For you she model but for me she a dancer
I want ya body baby, I ain't romantic
I'm taking off, I'm on a whole 'nother planet
Can't take a charge, I'm on a whole 'nother level
Go dig ya homie up, here go the shovel
When I said I'm in my bag, it's a duffle
I need another bag, get me some Ruffles
Pistol packing, I ain't come here to tussle
It's not about the art, it's bout the hustle
Cause niggas making trash, still getting money
A strong grind always come out a struggle
Cup muddy like it came out the gutter
Semiautomatic came with a stutter
The label say it's time to double the budget
I'm independent so I'm spending more money
I need a manager, someone contact me
I'm elevated, gotta come up to catch me
Mikey started but I'm bout to surpass him
He on the Westside serving them packs
I was on the Eastside packing that action
I slipped up and now I'm gaining traction
And I ain't slowing down for no one in traffic
Got nothing to lose, I ain't worried bout crashing
I paid my dues already, I just been stacking
If I ain't drop a song today then I'm slacking
Cause ain't no one in Broward that's really rapping
I'm looking forward to the Instagram challenge
A future label owner looking for talent
They thought I fell off but I fell back
I was chilling and perfecting my craft
I went through it but I'm glad that it happened
Cause that's what made me put my foot on the gas
This whole experience changed my perspective
I ain't realize I was moving so reckless
Man in the mirror, this a whole new reflection
If you ain't chasing checks, you ineffective

I told you I ball like my name Dwight Howard
I hit em with drip like I'm fresh out the shower
I need me a main and twenty three sides
So I could have a bitch to hit every hour
You get a little money then become arrogant
Cash ain't on the schedule, I end up clearing it
Whole loaf at the spot, not Panera bread
You gone see me at the top like a letterhead



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Errar
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