Tom Brady

Sak pase That's how all my niggas greet now Flow so godly Got em thinking that I'm Greek now All these other niggas start to peak now I control the game It's alt and delete clowns Oh hold up They do not know Wet dreamz of money like my name is Cole I'm talking coal money That will always flow And not the show money That niggas will blow Shhh bro This shit is for show I'm tired of niggas who hate on the low And say they don't like you They swear they would fight you But really be bumpin your shit in the homes F*ck a fake nigga real quick Hold up Might end up fucking his bitch So what Don't got designer no dolce gabana She still wanna see bout this tip Oh lord Is a hatin ass nigga gonna phase me Why these niggas wanna talk crazy In the kitchen and I'm whippin up the gravy Power up on these niggas they lazy All focused on the vision never hazy I'm a golden boy nigga Tom Brady I'm a golden boy nigga Tom Brady And I got the blue print like I'm jay z Time to change the game Feelin like it's in a strain But I got a strain of what these niggas need up in they brains Felt a lot of fear and pain Music always keep me sane Money and the microphone No matter what they scream my name Oh yeah screaming my name Fuckin these bitches does not ease the pain And I haven't tasted a lick of the fame But if they hate now Imma make em insane Is a hatin ass nigga gonna phase me Why these niggas wanna talk crazy In the kitchen and I'm whippin up the gravy Power up on these niggas they lazy All focused on the vision never hazy I'm a golden boy nigga Tom Brady I'm a golden boy nigga Tom Brady And I got the blue print like I'm jay z