No I wasn't shit but I'm the man now
No I never asked for no handouts
While you was down down bad I had to stand out
I was applying the pressure look how it panned out
I used to call you my brother now you my fam now
When I was sixteen I turned a hundred grand down
That type of money move you to a mansion from a trap house
So I'm grateful my family, had it planned out
I just bought a whip at seventeen
I don't need no keys I push to start it
The labels putting money in front of me, the deal retarded
It's hard to see your big bro go from happy to cold hearted
Oh you think you better than me?
My shit go harder, that's a fact
Got a fast whip I don't think it's fast enough
Yeah shawty you bad bitch but I don't think she bad enough
Met her in the club trynna see if she gon' back it up
My momma hate to see me spendin' money so I stack it up
My momma told me watch out for these people 'cause they plotting
I put my shit on go mode, all the scouts be watching
I don't give a shit what people saying, they just talking
I don't give a damn if she love me, she get to walkin'
I want a big ass crib with a big ass bag
You can't say I'm lying baby I ain't never capped
You can't say I wasn't there for you I can't help but laugh
I only speak facts, look up the stats
You never showed me no love
It felt like no one did
It felt like no one gave a fuck
They say that I switched up
The money changed me
No the money changed y'all (it did)
I'm the same me
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Ahhhh
No I wasn't shit but I'm the man now
No I never asked for no handouts
While you was down down bad I had to stand out
I was applying the pressure look how it panned out
I used to call you my brother now you my fam now
When I was sixteen I turned a hundred grand down
That type of money move you to a mansion from a trap house
So I'm grateful my family, had it planned out
They in my DM's saying I'm a prodigy
My momma proud of me
I remember when they doubted me
Now they surrounding me
I hope they happy looking down on me
I know they looking stupid, they was clowning me
I feeling stressed 'cause I know that my people count on me
I put this pen to the paper
Write away my anger
You switched up on me like a bitch, you a traitor
Steady bumping all my shit prolly pissing off the neighbors
I don't fuck with politics, only presidential paper
No I wasn't shit but I'm the man now
No I never asked for no handouts
While you was down down bad I had to stand out
I was applying the pressure look how it panned out
I used to call you my brother now you my fam now
When I was sixteen I turned a hundred grand down
That type of money move you to a mansion from a trap house
So I'm grateful my family, had it planned out