Shanghai

I got wings I can fly
He made play, but u not dat guy
Real pain u can look in my eyes
Put my hands up, when I reach for da sky
I told ha kick rocks, and she asking why
Just get out da crib ion care if u cry
Dirty money just wait til it dry
Pullup wit da chop, cook em like some pie

Put da gang on, so why would I lie?
I made a band ian een try
When it comes to the pressure, yk i apply
Gotta stay wit dat fye, ion wanna die
I catch a opp and its bullseye
Presidental got a suit and tie
Poppout wit da gang, u can't get by
I feel like siyah cause time fly by

We got a signal if u near by
Lord of the rings in Shanghai
Aint get da job, yeen qualify
Stacking my money let it multiply
I was a young nigga taking vitamins
X em out, he ain't meet da requirements
Im high in the sky, like im ironman
Walk out da booth, leave it hot like a fireman

My bro too faded pass the lighter
He stuck inna past, got a typewriter
Raising the bar, imma take it higher
I freestyle don't need a ghost writer
She fell in love imma one night her
She say imma munch, but hoe u a biter
Rockout wit da gang, igniting the fire
.556 singing like a choir

Yeah, I got dat chop finna blow
Back den used to sleep onna Flo
When I get rich get a crib wit a moat
Yuh, im trynna be onna island somewhere wit a boat
Im having motion nigga and it shows
They ask who did it? And nobody knows

Ian never been da type to hate on another man, man ts gay
Walk down wit dat K, nigga finna spray
I blessed em all, told em have a good day
Yeah, okay
I touched a band like no way
Ik a white plug, jose
Aint nun of dese niggas even in my rank

I got wings I can fly
He made play, but u not dat guy
Real pain u can look in my eyes
Put my hands up, when I reach for da sky
I told ha kick rocks, and she asking why
Just get out da crib ion care if u cry
Dirty money just wait til it dry
Pullup wit da chop, cook em like some pie