Truth is I ain't shook my shadow
Everything is tryna' trip trick the
Uh, truth is I haven't shook my shadow
I done left the past for the cash and some samples
Got a lot haters out here looking baffled
Laying with a nice little thing watching scandal
Feeling like a pharaoh, golden apparel
Tecs what I loved with my hands on the barrel (breathe out)
Books and shitting on the angle (get down)
And now I'm making music in Manhattan (ta-dah)
Ay, my mama ain't believe me
Until I brought home some money that made it easy
Now if that's the root of all evil
I'm gonna' stay down to earth, counting' C-notes
See I got it fucked up like a sequel
Cause this plant stay pleasing' my people pleasing' my people
Light it up, spark it in the air we go
Hit the jail like his cartel was in here
If its for the hustle don't you interfere
Cause she'll go peach for your pair (yeah)
My daddy ain't believe me
Until I brought home some paper that made it easy (yeah)
Truth is I'm a fucking pirate
Practicing my vices feeling like Biden
Living like Obama when he first had a lady
All my broads dumb like when Gotta got indicted, violent
Part of me that's some Queens shit
Button down this denim jeans shit
Remember when they said I wouldn't be shit
Now it's crack of dawn, hustle like a fiend bitch
Ay, my teachers ain't believe me
And now these kids listen to me like I was teaching
Now if I got that much influence
I make sure not to get that into it
We all playing in the game called sim city
And I'm trying find a game that you can build with me, build with me
Likkle shot, one time one time
Pretty girl, buss whine buss whine
If you try teed me for my ride, you should read in between the lines (right)
My people ain't believe me
Until I brought back some money, now shit is easy (yeah)
Fuck