Like Dat (feat. B.$.P.)

When I Walk up in the spot Like that insta fliter I bling And I don't need a single diamond Why it's just the ores aura I bring I be chillin with the angels high They be guiding these dreams And I would recommend you thank em Twice they be saving yo team In state or out of state i'm rolling godda go get it I was skating on that interstate Now i'm slide on pigeons Niggas looking at my dinner plate Like I'm eating truffles out in Venice This ain't shit but some lil steak Why you getting pressed over picture While you trippin I be flipping I just doubled up my my last I told brodie I ain't sipping I still double cup my glass Shawty with me hella tipsy I got both on that hands that ass She a thicky, hella pretty Got these bitch niggas blow bags This sound dissy I ain't dissin I'm jus showing off my class But don't get trippin cuz it's with me I got extra rounds in this mag Since a youngin we was with it Me and some old ghost playing tag I was riding round In my city in a North face with that mask You say you say really got it momma Show me something You say you cracking seals well nigga pour up Something Bro I came out the field I'm on It's all or nothing You try to stop this shit i'm on I'll press that button You wonna cross that line But you ain't like that You wonna still this shine But you ain't like that Them boys don't ever spin cuz We spin right back Yo dawgs don't count on you Cuz you ain't Like that Really want them proud of me Remember when they doubted me I come straight outta poverty I DID commit some robberies They THOUGHT that I was over But it's F*CK all they apologies I'm never changing who I am I'm bein who I gotta be Put the crown up on me now Im fulfilling all these prophecies Our goal is get this money And invest it in some property If they call they self "my brother" Best believe that they gon rock wit me I pull up to the trenches Best believe I gotta choppa wit me And I'll never sell my soul I jus stand tall on my own I'm still hurtin Since you left us I stood ten toes for my bro's Ain't no one thing That could change it Rather cut off all my toes And go back to trappin ounces While I'm bare feet in the snow