Creed II
Wanna get richer like Reed
Got that bitch on her knees
So just look at me now
Wanna get richer like Reed
Got that bitch on her knees
Look at me now
Dre Carr, I'm still in the picture
Like I got tagged
Years ago, down bad
Like a bellhop, I got the bag
Tired of hearing these niggas talk
Like uppercase, it's all cap
Same shit with these rap songs
Name-dropping shit that they'll never have
Haters say I will (Flop)
But all they do is pill (Pop)
Livin' life like it's golden
Pockets be on Jill (Scott)
Claimin' that you real (Not)
Hatin' 'cause yo' deal (Stopped)
Call me Slim Shady 'cause I'm
Going for the kill (Shot)
I need a drink (Drank)
'Cause these niggas got me fucked up
But if I drink too much
I'ma end up fuckin' one of these niggas up
The glock go up, now you down
Like T-Pain
Fuckin' wit' me on the wrong day
Now you in the clouds like rain (Rain)
Screws loose, told you fools before
I ain't no UberEats
But I'm gon' bring it to it yo' door
And it's D-R-E-C-A double R
In case you didn't know
I'm the realest nigga outchea
I can't ever be no hoe
Whatcha sayin' when I walk thru
I be feelin' like the man when I walk thru
These niggas wanna run up
But now they done fucked up
Whatcha sayin' when I come thru
I be feelin' like that nigga when I come thru
These niggas wanna run up
But now they done fucked up
I wish a nigga would, would, would, would
I wish a nigga would, would, would, would
Yeah
Got that bitch on her knees
So just look at me now
Wanna get richer like Reed
Got that bitch on her knees
Look at me now
Dre Carr, I'm still in the picture
Like I got tagged
Years ago, down bad
Like a bellhop, I got the bag
Tired of hearing these niggas talk
Like uppercase, it's all cap
Same shit with these rap songs
Name-dropping shit that they'll never have
Haters say I will (Flop)
But all they do is pill (Pop)
Livin' life like it's golden
Pockets be on Jill (Scott)
Claimin' that you real (Not)
Hatin' 'cause yo' deal (Stopped)
Call me Slim Shady 'cause I'm
Going for the kill (Shot)
I need a drink (Drank)
'Cause these niggas got me fucked up
But if I drink too much
I'ma end up fuckin' one of these niggas up
The glock go up, now you down
Like T-Pain
Fuckin' wit' me on the wrong day
Now you in the clouds like rain (Rain)
Screws loose, told you fools before
I ain't no UberEats
But I'm gon' bring it to it yo' door
And it's D-R-E-C-A double R
In case you didn't know
I'm the realest nigga outchea
I can't ever be no hoe
Whatcha sayin' when I walk thru
I be feelin' like the man when I walk thru
These niggas wanna run up
But now they done fucked up
Whatcha sayin' when I come thru
I be feelin' like that nigga when I come thru
These niggas wanna run up
But now they done fucked up
I wish a nigga would, would, would, would
I wish a nigga would, would, would, would
Yeah
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Writer(s): Andre Caruthers
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