By the Time You Hear This

You can't walk up in my shoes, you ain't been through the climb
If you wanna talk to me then pay me for my time
Gallery Dept. pants, yeah they cost me nine
Outside where you stand, I been skipping through the line
I made money showers, make it rain in the club
Fiji water fountain, something different in my cup
I ain't got no ceilings baby I keep going up
You been in yo feelings cause you ain't been counting up

By the time you hear this I done touched bout 10 more
By the time you hear this, I'd have fucked a centerfold
(yeah I'd have fucked a centerfold)
By the time you hear this I done got back on the road
Yeah you met me but that old me is dead and gone

Last night, brought a foreign bitch down into the city
My type, fat ass and her face real pretty
Get it right, that ain't my bitch but she mine if she with me
Work shirt, Human Made baby nah this ain't no Dickies
You won't find a 50 in this band that ain't cap
If you find a 50 in my hand strike me down
Double R, Richie Rich, baby I'm the man now
In my car, money counter, ffff, man I love that sound

By the time you hear this I done touched bout 10 more
By the time you hear this, I'd have fucked a centerfold
(yeah I'd have fucked a centerfold)
By the time you hear this I done got back on the road
Yeah you met me but that old me is dead and gone

By the time you hear this I done touched bout 10 more
By the time you hear this, I'd have fucked a centerfold
(yeah I'd have fucked a centerfold)
By the time you hear this I done got back on the road
Yeah you met me but that old me is dead and gone



Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Walker
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