Yeah
Had hit records on my demo
Did y’all boys not get the memo
I do not stay at the Intercontinental
And anything I got is not a rental, I own that mothaf**a
Figured out this sh**, it’s simple
My stock been going up like a crescendo
A bunch of handshakes from the fakes
But n***a I do not want to be friends though
I told y’all mof**ers, man, this sh-t is not a love song
This is a f** a stripper on a mink rug song
This a f** them boys forever, hold a grudge song
Pop some f**ing champagne in the tub song
n***a “just because” song
What’s the move?
Can I tell truth? If I was doing this for you
Then I have nothing left to prove, nah
This for me, though
I’m just tryna stay alive and take care of my people
And they don’t have no award for that
Trophies
Trophies
And they don’t have no award for that
sh** don’t come with trophies, ain’t no envelopes to open
I just do it ’cause I’m ‘sposed to, n***a
b**h I go to Dreams with a suitcase
I got my whole country on a new wave
She like, “I heard all your n***as stay where you stay”
House so big I haven’t seen them boys in two days
b**h, I use a walkie talkie just to get a beverage
I saw my parents split up right after the wedding
That taught my a** to stay committed, f** the credit
b**h check the numbers, I’m the one who really get it
I told y’all mo’f**as, man, this sh** is not a love song
This a doing me and only God can judge song
I do not know what the f** you thought it was song
Pop some f**ing champagne in the tub song
n***a, “just because” song