Bills in my Bouquet

Each and every day Wake up in the morning, hit my knees and then I pray On a paper chase, tryna get it every day Surround myself with hustlers so I know just what it take Got a sweet tooth just for cake, know I gotta have a taste You ain't on the same, get out my face, you in the way Ain't nobody fucking with my clique like Jay and Ye Right now don't got no time for no love and that's okay Know it's flowers on the way, make sure it's bills in my bouquet Ay, ay, ay, The way I talk I know I give them game People change, I'm grateful for my brothers cause they stayed the same I be euro stepping through the pain Got my crew dancing through the rain like Lil' Saint Tryna reap all the rewards for all the time that we put in Had to break up out my shell to step in rooms you can't get in Learned it from the jump that everybody ain't your friend Told my nigga Quan I promise I won't stop going in Till we Rich Homies Till we pop champagne on bust down rollies Till they earn my respect these niggas gotta show me I done put in too much work, I'm feeling like I'm Kobe Told that bitch she don't know me, then she need to know me Look at me now, young E, living bicoastal Built the brand from the bottom, plenty nights lonely If it's gon' benefit the fam, I don't mind going I been ducked off, I been grinding for a reason I been training for this, it's my season Pockets getting fatter, you know that I'm eating Niggas tryna play with me, it's uneven If you done put the same amount of work, let's get it in If you done spent your last, gotta take it on the chin Remember days I was taking risks so I could get a win Now I'm pulling up, braids clean, looking trim Humble like LeBron, but these bitches know I'm him Flexing on these niggas, been with Westbrook in the gym I jumped in that water with them sharks, and could swim Salmon on my plate, eat dessert with crème brulee Stomach healthy, pockets overweight, what more can I say I ain't even rich, but I done came a long way I hop on a plane, rock a show out in the A Put that money up, don't be dumb, go get a safe I'ma spend a little, tuck the rest for rainy days Niggas think it's sweet, but bout' mine it really ain't For the pape, wake up early morning and I stay up late Wake up every morning, hit my knees and then I pray On a paper chase, tryna get it every day Surround myself with hustlers so I know just what it take Got a sweet tooth just for cake, know I gotta have a taste You ain't on the same, get out my face, you in the way Ain't nobody fucking with my clique like Jay and Ye Right now don't got no time for no love and that's okay Know my flowers on the way, make sure there's bills in that bouquet Make sure there's bills in my bouquet and that's okay Ay, these niggas ain't fucking with my clique like Jay and Ye Right now don't got no time for no love and that's okay Know my flowers on the way, make sure there's bills in that bouquet