How You Like Me Now

So many trials and tribulations on the road to this paper
Yeah, I'm sticking to my morals ain't no way that I can fake it
I'm a real roadrunner, trap them bags down in Aiken
I done did so much dirt, I don't think the lord can save me
Told my mama I'ma make it,
If I don't I'ma go and whip a four and a baby
Nigga I been hustling, used to trap the bags or the AZ
I been grinding since like seven, ain't no nigga around me lazy
Damn, my bitch bad, yeah, she known for misbehaving
They say dollar fell off bitch, you gotta be mistaken
Yeah, I left the trap for one day and I'm craving
Yeah my future real bright nigga, nothing we do basic
I ain't really popping yet, got these pussy niggas hating

Pay that cost to be the boss, how you really out your never to no loss
I'm recession proof, ran them racks up in the drop
Go and ask the city, I ain't never running out
Real rapper, all I know is break them down
But your bitch, she love my sound
I ain't have it coming up, but baby, how you like me now

Come on, come on, come on



Credits
Writer(s): Dallas Waiters
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