Oh Lawd (feat. Tadoe)
Lookin' back then you'll be like
Everybody (oh Lord)
Look at me now (oh Lord, oh Lord)
Lookin' back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Lookin' back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Lookin' back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like, oh, boy, oh, boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy, ay
Come through killing shit, drop shit (ay)
Or I go hit-list, bitch, on my dog shit (bang)
Niggas steady talking about popping out
We gon' start poppin' shit (bang, bang, bang)
Nigga gon' be on that roster again
Like, fuck the Feds (fuck the Feds)
They mad 'cause a young nigga made it and got ahead
They wanna lock me up, throw away the key, that's not fair, ay
I made it up outta there (up outta there), bitch
Now I ride around throwin' Choppa (ride around throwin' Choppas)
Ride around shootin' blocks up (ride around shootin' blocks up)
Everybody mad 'cause I'm gettin' that guap up (gettin' guap up)
Like that's gon' make me stop it (like that's gon' make me stop)
Nah, nah-uh, nah-uh (no), no, no, nah
Get between my money, Choppa waterfall (Choppa waterfall)
Don't give a fuck 'bout new cars, but I don't want it all
(Drive new cars, but I don't want it all)
Need some Energizer bunnies, y'all (some Energizer bunnies, y'all)
Even though I believe in God, uh (God)
I'm still goin' out with my Glock up
I spent 40 thou' on Balenciaga's (shit)
Baby, I don't like no Prada
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like oh boy, oh boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
I took her to the crib, she like, oh Lord
She'd never seen a mansion with glass floors
I'm stuck up in my glory, I ignore her
I got some top and kicked her out the door
I put her in the whip, she like, oh Lord
She said she done fuckin' with lil' boy
They ain't got no guap, they ain't makin' no noise
She hit my dope, it knocked her out like Floyd, oh Lord (oh Lord)
For these shoes, I paid 'bout four, oh Lord
I bought a pint and poured a fourth, oh Lord
Pockets fat like ass on contour, oh Lord
200 on the dash in my car, oh Lord (straight up)
My pockets fat like the ass of Kim K, oh Lord
How I'm runnin' through this cake, oh Lord (oh, no)
The car I'ma drive today, oh Lord (no, no)
Remember when I ain't have nothin' before? (Nothin')
Now I can have it all (whatever I want)
The problem is that I gon' ball 'til I fall (do it)
Don't care 'bout none of y'all (you, you)
Looking back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Looking back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like, oh, boy, oh, boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy
Oh, Lord (oh Lord)
Oh, Lord (oh Lord...)
Everybody (oh Lord)
Look at me now (oh Lord, oh Lord)
Lookin' back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Lookin' back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Lookin' back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like, oh, boy, oh, boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy, ay
Come through killing shit, drop shit (ay)
Or I go hit-list, bitch, on my dog shit (bang)
Niggas steady talking about popping out
We gon' start poppin' shit (bang, bang, bang)
Nigga gon' be on that roster again
Like, fuck the Feds (fuck the Feds)
They mad 'cause a young nigga made it and got ahead
They wanna lock me up, throw away the key, that's not fair, ay
I made it up outta there (up outta there), bitch
Now I ride around throwin' Choppa (ride around throwin' Choppas)
Ride around shootin' blocks up (ride around shootin' blocks up)
Everybody mad 'cause I'm gettin' that guap up (gettin' guap up)
Like that's gon' make me stop it (like that's gon' make me stop)
Nah, nah-uh, nah-uh (no), no, no, nah
Get between my money, Choppa waterfall (Choppa waterfall)
Don't give a fuck 'bout new cars, but I don't want it all
(Drive new cars, but I don't want it all)
Need some Energizer bunnies, y'all (some Energizer bunnies, y'all)
Even though I believe in God, uh (God)
I'm still goin' out with my Glock up
I spent 40 thou' on Balenciaga's (shit)
Baby, I don't like no Prada
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like oh boy, oh boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy
Looking back then you'll be like, oh Lord
I took her to the crib, she like, oh Lord
She'd never seen a mansion with glass floors
I'm stuck up in my glory, I ignore her
I got some top and kicked her out the door
I put her in the whip, she like, oh Lord
She said she done fuckin' with lil' boy
They ain't got no guap, they ain't makin' no noise
She hit my dope, it knocked her out like Floyd, oh Lord (oh Lord)
For these shoes, I paid 'bout four, oh Lord
I bought a pint and poured a fourth, oh Lord
Pockets fat like ass on contour, oh Lord
200 on the dash in my car, oh Lord (straight up)
My pockets fat like the ass of Kim K, oh Lord
How I'm runnin' through this cake, oh Lord (oh, no)
The car I'ma drive today, oh Lord (no, no)
Remember when I ain't have nothin' before? (Nothin')
Now I can have it all (whatever I want)
The problem is that I gon' ball 'til I fall (do it)
Don't care 'bout none of y'all (you, you)
Looking back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
Looking back then, you'll be like, oh Lord
Look at me now, you'll be like, oh Lord
That bitch seen my chain and she was like, oh Lord, oh Lord
I gave her that thang and she was like, oh Lord
Niggas seen my earrings and they was like, oh, boy, oh, boy
But he know never try to rob Almighty So, boy
Oh, Lord (oh Lord)
Oh, Lord (oh Lord...)
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Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Darron Rose, Michael O Brien
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