Ego (Interlude)
That shit feed my ego
That shit feed my ego
That shit feed my
Ooh Ooh
I'm bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself
Yeah Yeah
Young shawty on the way
I don't play games
People can't say much
Workin hard all week
Always in the street
Tryna get the paper
Now it's lookin like I came up
Now my energy be way up
All these niggas say they got potential
But I know that don't really pay much
Philly jawn, stay fly like a eagle
Other birds come second
They a sequel
Young god but the flow too evil
Up now but I'm down for the people
Kathos up next they upset
Ooh my shit too rare can't touch this
Woo please watch your girl she suspect
Ooh at my crib tryna tongue kiss
Curvin and swervin em all
Stompin I jump in like kriss when I Kross
Bag in my hand
Got the switch in my walk
Yeah
I know I'm a boss
I ain't takin calls
Unless it's bout money
Yeah a shawty hungry
I just wanna bag
Then I take half
Get another bag
Call it triple double
Nigga do the math
So I add a profit
Subtract all the nonsense
Keep that green lit like
Okay go
Now it ain't no stopping
Red light i don't see em
Tapped into my genius
Walk around feelin like Jesus
Gotta see the shit to believe it
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
I be bettin' on myself
That shit feed my ego
That shit feed my
Ooh Ooh
I'm bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself
Yeah Yeah
Young shawty on the way
I don't play games
People can't say much
Workin hard all week
Always in the street
Tryna get the paper
Now it's lookin like I came up
Now my energy be way up
All these niggas say they got potential
But I know that don't really pay much
Philly jawn, stay fly like a eagle
Other birds come second
They a sequel
Young god but the flow too evil
Up now but I'm down for the people
Kathos up next they upset
Ooh my shit too rare can't touch this
Woo please watch your girl she suspect
Ooh at my crib tryna tongue kiss
Curvin and swervin em all
Stompin I jump in like kriss when I Kross
Bag in my hand
Got the switch in my walk
Yeah
I know I'm a boss
I ain't takin calls
Unless it's bout money
Yeah a shawty hungry
I just wanna bag
Then I take half
Get another bag
Call it triple double
Nigga do the math
So I add a profit
Subtract all the nonsense
Keep that green lit like
Okay go
Now it ain't no stopping
Red light i don't see em
Tapped into my genius
Walk around feelin like Jesus
Gotta see the shit to believe it
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
That just feed my ego
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
Bettin on myself these days
I be bettin' on myself
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Writer(s): Jordan Shannon
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