Yeah
Came a long way from being posted at the shop
About a tenner in my pocket, thinking how to get my guap
I'm not lookin' to get nicked so I ain't tryna hit the block
And from a kid, I always knew, I wasn't gonna get a job
So I'm rollin' round, plottin', tryna go with what I got
A couple lyrics on my phone, minor ones, it's nuttin' hot
Tryna get into position, gotta battle for my spot
And now I'm stood in front of cameras 'cause I really took my shot
I don't wanna trap, I like my money clean
I don't fuck wit' cash and so the card is spendin' couple G's
I been goin' mad, we've had to up the fees
Rockstar s**t in every city, b***hes love the team
Step in a the area, I'm flexin' in my shades
Hella women in the building, they all different kinda shapes
Seems to me like everybody's askin' for the Aitch
But I'm busy, get the calendar and rearrange the dates
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Head to feet in Chanel
Nah, you ain't gotta worry babe
Saying things she shouldn't say
Then she wanna pull a face when I said she couldn't stay
Still, I told her Fly over, you wanna come and play
Put herself straight in the Uber because she couldn't wait
See my freestyle with Kenny and now she want a taste
Came to hit the belly, that's for certain
I'm workin', trust me when I'm ready fam, it's curtains
I been laying low and I been learning
Tables been turning, bridges been burning, but fuck it though
Celebrate, mix my liquor with the lemonade
Bun a little wedding cake and meditate
Ask me what I'm doing and I probably said the same thing as yesterday
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Head to feet in Chanel
Uh, young boy, got it in the bag right
Dunno why these bruddas ask why they should act right
People done me dirty, it's a minor, are they that sly
Just think, get your facts right
Tell me, who's the bad guy
Cop a little drip but you ain't that fly
Cocky little s**t, I'll take your b***h because I'm that guy
Boppin' with the clique or come in classy with a black tie
Put-put-puttin' in a shift, doin' bits
You was out here lookin' for a chick
I was pullin' up to studio, I duppy it and dip
Had to cut a lotta people, they were fuckin' with my s**t
It is what it is, fam, I don't wanna talk
Don't care if you hate me 'cause your girl want it all
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Head to feet in Chanel
Two G's on the belt
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell
Head to feet in Chanel
