CERTAIN EXTENT
Momma ask me, do I live the shit I rap about?
Certain extent
But I love the shit they cap about
Serve through the tints
Just a self made baller baby, they still on the bench
Time limits when I called, certain things I do not miss
Rubbing shoulders with rich niggas and caucasians
What's the business is?, fuck around I need a blazer
Outside with this paper, I'll still put you in the paper
Paperwork good, I been fly since Paper Denim, okay
Conversing with Splash let's make a way for felons (Okay)
Jansport to a Birk, the bag is getting heavy (Okay)
Wasn't gon' be shit, remember what you said to me
Giving back to the hood want them to remember me
It's enough for all of us to eat but still we play for keeps
Loyal then I spoil her, if I do time she gon' wait for me
Moving like John Wick he lost his dog to the streets
Pack smell like armpit, flew from L.A. to the East
Do it by your lonesome, own something, it'll feel different
Keep ones around you that's only gon' keep it real with ya'
Bumby don't fit me so I love to ball, we living above the law
Robbing these banks with no gun involved
I can front the city for real but niggas be running off
Hope my dog get an appeal, his son is getting old
White color racks, they want to tie me, no slack
White folks town tryna' give me the max
Just hit a bitch from out the media, might start me another war
Six inside a liter, you don't listen then you don't love me
Kill em' dead then you don't owe me, cus' I can't take another loss
Bodies dropping left to right it's really time to up the score
Shorty want to ride, I might just tell her friend to come along
Feelings to the side, would you love me when the money gone?
I'm grinding so I'll never know
Yeah
Forever shining, so I'll never know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Momma ask me, do I live the shit I rap about?
Certain extent
But I love the shit they cap about
Serve through the tints
Just a self made baller baby, they still on the bench
Time limits when I called, certain things I do not miss
Rubbing shoulders with rich niggas and caucasians
What's the business is?, fuck around I need a blazer
Outside with this paper, I'll still put you in the paper
Paperwork good, I been fly since Paper Denim, okay
Okay
Certain extent
But I love the shit they cap about
Serve through the tints
Just a self made baller baby, they still on the bench
Time limits when I called, certain things I do not miss
Rubbing shoulders with rich niggas and caucasians
What's the business is?, fuck around I need a blazer
Outside with this paper, I'll still put you in the paper
Paperwork good, I been fly since Paper Denim, okay
Conversing with Splash let's make a way for felons (Okay)
Jansport to a Birk, the bag is getting heavy (Okay)
Wasn't gon' be shit, remember what you said to me
Giving back to the hood want them to remember me
It's enough for all of us to eat but still we play for keeps
Loyal then I spoil her, if I do time she gon' wait for me
Moving like John Wick he lost his dog to the streets
Pack smell like armpit, flew from L.A. to the East
Do it by your lonesome, own something, it'll feel different
Keep ones around you that's only gon' keep it real with ya'
Bumby don't fit me so I love to ball, we living above the law
Robbing these banks with no gun involved
I can front the city for real but niggas be running off
Hope my dog get an appeal, his son is getting old
White color racks, they want to tie me, no slack
White folks town tryna' give me the max
Just hit a bitch from out the media, might start me another war
Six inside a liter, you don't listen then you don't love me
Kill em' dead then you don't owe me, cus' I can't take another loss
Bodies dropping left to right it's really time to up the score
Shorty want to ride, I might just tell her friend to come along
Feelings to the side, would you love me when the money gone?
I'm grinding so I'll never know
Yeah
Forever shining, so I'll never know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Momma ask me, do I live the shit I rap about?
Certain extent
But I love the shit they cap about
Serve through the tints
Just a self made baller baby, they still on the bench
Time limits when I called, certain things I do not miss
Rubbing shoulders with rich niggas and caucasians
What's the business is?, fuck around I need a blazer
Outside with this paper, I'll still put you in the paper
Paperwork good, I been fly since Paper Denim, okay
Okay
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Writer(s): Dolla Deem
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