Greed
Yeah, when the sun rise (the sun rise), open my eyes, yeah
Bitch, I get flyer than a bird (brrt, yeah)
What they say about me? (Yeah)
Besides, I shoot from the three (blatt)
Besides, my pockets so deep
Besides, I'm gettin' this money (shit)
Besides, I'm gettin' this green (green)
Lil' boy better put in some work, 'cause this shit don't grow on trees
And I can see that envy, I can see that greed (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa, whoa)
Constantly telling 'em catch up, I'm 'bout to cop me a Tesla
I got them m's before I turned 21, man, this shit is a blessing (yeah)
Mama, ain't no more stressin', Balenciaga, how I'm steppin'
Brand-new Prada on my kick, yeah
I just be poppin' my shit, yeah (poppin' my)
And I'm back in that mode (blatt)
Doin' this since 11 years old, who said I was sellin' my soul? (Blatt)
He done seen niggas switch up and fold, that's why it sounded so cold
And I know that they hate that I'm up
That's some shit they never let go (yeah)
(Really stuck in the past, and I'm more up than before)
Paintin' me like I'm the bad man
Like, how you gon' do me like that, man? (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Yeah, when the sun rise (the sun rise), open my eyes, yeah
Bitch, I get flyer than a bird (brrt, yeah)
What they say about me? (Yeah)
Besides, I shoot from the three (blatt)
Besides, my pockets so deep
Besides, I'm gettin' this money (shit)
Besides, I'm gettin' this green (green)
Lil' boy better put in some work 'cause this shit don't grow on trees (yeah)
And I can see that envy, I can see that greed
(Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa)
Bitch, I get flyer than a bird (brrt, yeah)
What they say about me? (Yeah)
Besides, I shoot from the three (blatt)
Besides, my pockets so deep
Besides, I'm gettin' this money (shit)
Besides, I'm gettin' this green (green)
Lil' boy better put in some work, 'cause this shit don't grow on trees
And I can see that envy, I can see that greed (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa, whoa)
Constantly telling 'em catch up, I'm 'bout to cop me a Tesla
I got them m's before I turned 21, man, this shit is a blessing (yeah)
Mama, ain't no more stressin', Balenciaga, how I'm steppin'
Brand-new Prada on my kick, yeah
I just be poppin' my shit, yeah (poppin' my)
And I'm back in that mode (blatt)
Doin' this since 11 years old, who said I was sellin' my soul? (Blatt)
He done seen niggas switch up and fold, that's why it sounded so cold
And I know that they hate that I'm up
That's some shit they never let go (yeah)
(Really stuck in the past, and I'm more up than before)
Paintin' me like I'm the bad man
Like, how you gon' do me like that, man? (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Yeah, when the sun rise (the sun rise), open my eyes, yeah
Bitch, I get flyer than a bird (brrt, yeah)
What they say about me? (Yeah)
Besides, I shoot from the three (blatt)
Besides, my pockets so deep
Besides, I'm gettin' this money (shit)
Besides, I'm gettin' this green (green)
Lil' boy better put in some work 'cause this shit don't grow on trees (yeah)
And I can see that envy, I can see that greed
(Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa)
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Writer(s): Andre Dontrel Burt
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