Put On

Yea I'm in the Studio with it I'm just cooling Putting on for my State This that Pain to Passion Uh Uh Uh Putting on for my state While I rock Blue Devil blue Money maker, bill payer Never was the coolest dude I go where the money goes Copped a half, that's just to smoke Cause baby shit ain't what it seems These rappers lying in they acts And they be acting in they raps Type to make me up the strap See I ain't come here for all that Trying to make a mill' while making raps Double back I doubled that And I ain't spent a penny Just been stacking shit Ain't talking Crip I put on for my City My nigga moved out to Vegas Yea he getting that paper I can't blame him Cause where we from A lot of niggas don't make it And that's crazy I used to run around in my Levi jeans Now they saying if you rap, you got to cop some Burberry Point me to the bitch Point em' out Line em' up in order now Get to killing' all these rappers Order up, I'm 'In N Out' Used to tell my teachers shit Like what I'm finna be and shit But why you ask Just to judge me Like I can't have dreams and shit Uh Uh Uh Is you in my business Don't do that Try to tell me what I am You don't the half of that Could've been a wide receiver The way I run the paper route I'm rocking Polo Moving dolo Can't nobody call me now And can't nobody calm me down Cause Ima put on for my city Like the title of the song Man it's deeper then you think Like when you hear a decent song This that 'Pain to Passion' Got me feeling like the 'Chosen One' Putting on for my state While I rock Blue Devil blue Money maker, bill payer Never was the coolest dude I go where the money goes Copped a half that's just to smoke Cause baby shit ain't what it seems These rappers lying in they acts And they be acting in they raps Type to make me up the strap See I ain't come here for all that Trying to make a mill' while making raps Double back, I doubled that And I ain't spent a penny Just been stacking shit Ain't talking crip I put on for my City I put on Polo and some Tommy When I want to flex I put on Different diamonds Let em' hang across my neck Hit the 'state and chase a check Is you grinding for the growth Or is it cause you trying to flex I get a nigga from around me fast When I was down they had a choice But they chose to laugh Put in work so I can run up a bag Then spend a ticket on my baby Throw that shit in the bag Cop my mama Dior Cause I know she loves her some fashion Give me time Mama One day I'm gonna cop you a mansion Bank the realest nigga rapping Listen nigga pay attention Building shit up from the ground Some niggas with me just to witness How that nigga put the city on the map Cause 'J.Cole' was putting on for my state But he ain't rock the dookey blue Money maker bill payer Never was the coolest dude I go where the money goes Hustle and I focus more Cause baby shit Ain what it seems These rappers lying in they acts And they be acting in they raps Type to make me up the strap See I ain't come here for all that Tying to make a mill' While making raps Double back I doubled that And I ain't spent a penny Just been working day to day So I can put on for my city