On The Come Up

They comin' around and they taking they pictures Knew it would happen I already figured Cups in the air cause I'm already winning Money machine cause these bills I be printing Got Benjamin bills I ain't talking Bill Clinton The nigga that hate on success are the week But they claiming they gon' reach a million They copy my ways, Im raising some children I'm on the come up To my old life, I ain't going back I promise I'll run up Against the wall is where I keep my back They don't bother me, that's why they mad Only f*ck with a bitch if she bad When I hit up the mall I be spending them bands You f*ck with me I'm on your ass You say you dont f*ck with me, so why you watching? Got hella fans and I aint even drop yet Reaching new heights, I ain't planning on dropping I been had the ball, I ain't ever gon' drop it I got me a bad bitch, my dick she gon' top it Yeah my dick she gon' suck it Just bought a new whip, aint gon' let no one touch it He think I don't know how my window was busted I know that's a fact, unphased by the wack If we was some kicks, I'd be J's, they'd be Shaq We only move forward, don't ever look back I got me a plan yeah my life is on track The old bout to end where the new gon' begin I aint worried bout shit, I'll be alright Who the f*ck these nigga think they is? I aint stopping unless I'm at a red light Work too hard when I'm not at work, so when I go to work I call it vacation Everybody gotta live and learn, but they live to earn cause they lack patience, Motivation, concentration, imagination, strong foundation You got all five of them qualities, then you on the path to great destinations F*ck all the people who said I wouldn't make it I bet you they mad cause they see that I made it They could keep talking, I promise it's painless FBGM shit, you know we the greatest Keep stacking that money and getting that paper I'm counting that paper Keep track of your money and stashing that paper Now I got hella paper Since a kid, I was hustling Rather work hard then be struggling Any new profit, gotta double it I was money hungry, stomach grumbling I made a change for the better Now that I'm doing good, they coming back around Switching up like the weather Bought a new Louis bag made of leather Monogram on the bag, Lot of hoes on the gram If I don't like you, understand I'm only surrounded by those who succeed Now I'm selling GBPounds instead of grams Everything I got, I've achieved F*ck giving up, that could never be me They be thinking money just grow off of trees I think its a page with some words what they need I could care less what they gotta say Cause Imma be making money either way Its either you help me or move out the way Since fourteen years old I've been had me some braids Since fifteen years old, I done touched me 1k For all of my life never knew what to say But now that I got me some confidence I just speak my own mind and ignore all the hate Imma be earning bands for the rest of my life So I don't know what to tell you To those that have left me and I'm no longer in your sight Just know Imma do it without you I want to help you succeed and do better Live a good life without stress and no pressure I love all my family and friends, they my treasure Sometimes we was cold without blankets and sweaters Here's a word for all the people who trying to do better for all of they family and friends Whenever you feel like you down and there's nun you can do Just know that it's all in your head Just keep coming up, don't stop stacking your bread I talk to God when I'm alone in my bed I don't give a f*ck bout whatever they said Stop looking for answers they just straight ahead