Guiding Me
Yea, yea
Took a while to find my place
Bitch I work hard everyday
Smoke that good Maryjane
I don't got too much to say
Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak
The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory
Yes I run this shit
It's too easy like a track to me
I got some people that I love
And I make sure they fucking eat
A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be
But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me
They said I'm going too crazy yea it's like I got some god in me
But no it's not just me if you believe then there's some god in you
You can do whatever you want, fuck who doubted you
If nobody told you today, then I'm proud of you
I just hit the store then I got myself some Prada shoes
But yes this shit is in me it's not on me
Know that I can't lose
I been through so much fucking shit you don't even got a clue
But I now make some money yea I'm just steady trying to improve
Myself, I been working on my health
And I'm stacking up my wealth
Windows tinted yes I'm stealth
Want to be like me got to be your self
Don't run from fear but run from twelve
I don't plan on staying on the shelf
Yes I did this all by myself and you know I had no help
And they hate when I say that 'cause everybody want a piece of this
I told them I would be right here and they doubted now just picture this
I remember sleeping on the floor but I wake up at the the Ritz
I just pulled up to the show and your bitch made me sign her tits
I'm sitting under trees and smoking them bitch I been elevated
I been on my grind bitch, every move is calculated
I slide on these beats yea, you know I decapitate them
And when that bag come in, yea you know that I'm just celebrating
Yea, I look around and I see hella hating
Yea, my success yea there's no debating
Yea, when it come to time know that I'm not wasting
Took a while to find my place
Bitch I work hard everyday
Smoke that good Maryjane
I don't got too much to say
Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak
The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory
Yes I run this shit
It's too easy like a track to me
I got some people that I love
And I make sure they fucking eat
A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be
But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me
Took a while to find my place
Bitch I work hard everyday
Smoke that good Maryjane
I don't got too much to say
Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak
The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory
Yes I run this shit
It's too easy like a track to me
I got some people that I love
And I make sure they fucking eat
A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be
But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me
They said I'm going too crazy yea it's like I got some god in me
But no it's not just me if you believe then there's some god in you
You can do whatever you want, fuck who doubted you
If nobody told you today, then I'm proud of you
I just hit the store then I got myself some Prada shoes
But yes this shit is in me it's not on me
Know that I can't lose
I been through so much fucking shit you don't even got a clue
But I now make some money yea I'm just steady trying to improve
Myself, I been working on my health
And I'm stacking up my wealth
Windows tinted yes I'm stealth
Want to be like me got to be your self
Don't run from fear but run from twelve
I don't plan on staying on the shelf
Yes I did this all by myself and you know I had no help
And they hate when I say that 'cause everybody want a piece of this
I told them I would be right here and they doubted now just picture this
I remember sleeping on the floor but I wake up at the the Ritz
I just pulled up to the show and your bitch made me sign her tits
I'm sitting under trees and smoking them bitch I been elevated
I been on my grind bitch, every move is calculated
I slide on these beats yea, you know I decapitate them
And when that bag come in, yea you know that I'm just celebrating
Yea, I look around and I see hella hating
Yea, my success yea there's no debating
Yea, when it come to time know that I'm not wasting
Took a while to find my place
Bitch I work hard everyday
Smoke that good Maryjane
I don't got too much to say
Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak
The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory
Yes I run this shit
It's too easy like a track to me
I got some people that I love
And I make sure they fucking eat
A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be
But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me
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Writer(s): Aiden Paine
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