Law Of Attraction

[Verse 1: Falcon The God]
I wrote this when I was nobody
Now I got some gold on me
Now I got .44's on me
Bet I got four phones on me
Bitches never want no bodies
They use to pull lows on me
They can't land blows on me
They can't crack codes on me
Niggas can't pull bones on me
They can't throw stones on me
But the photos are candid
And my world is spinning on an axis
And the weed is up like the taxes
And the government still tryna tax us
This is the Law of Attraction
I'm bout to blow and I know they reaction
The God in they mouths and i'm packing
Got the paper and now I am stacking
And they get to clappin'
If I get your attention I'd prolly got platinum
I know they asking
But If i answer, please, no follow up questions
Fuck your perception
Spasm in your neck dawg
Change your direction
I'm never second
I am a blessing

[Pre-Chorus: Stig Da Artist]
I used to sleep on the floor nigga
Spending money on gold diggers
Man, I use to be a broke nigga
They didn't wanna take no pictures
Now i'm sipping more liquor
Like I got no liver
And the weed so richer
Badmind, them so bitter

[Chorus: Stig Da Artist]
Do this on the regular now
Got girls on the regular now
Got flights on the regular now
Got weed on the regular now
Do this on the regular now
Got girls on the regular now
Got flights on the regular now
Got weed on the regular now

[Verse 2: Falcon The God]
Everything new but it ain't old
Only thing new was the stage shows
And we ain't fucking the same hoes
All of our pockets are bake mode
Big bucks check the bank roll
Road trip check the tank though
Stacks and g's like i'm Pablo
Polo boxes no Marco
Bad bitch call me gorgeous
I say spell check, bitch i'm flawless
Dick in your mouth leave you jawless
Hold the apple record it
Careful who you target
They slept on me regardless
Now I feel like i'm Jordan
Olympian rewarded
She tryna ride that wave
But a nigga can't save her
Then we come and switch lanes
Higher than planes
Excuse my misbehaviour
Swear to God, this foreign gotta nigga feeling like all the 7 planets of my neighbours
And i did it by myself, needed no help
So we don't owe you no favors

[Pre-Chorus: Stig Da Artist]
I used to sleep on the floor nigga
Spending money on gold diggers
Man, I use to be a broke nigga
They didn't wanna take no pictures
Now i'm sipping more liquor
Like I got no liver
And the weed so richer
Badmind, them so bitter

[Chorus: Stig Da Artist]
Do this on the regular now
Got girls on the regular now
Got flights on the regular now
Got weed on the regular now
Do this on the regular now
Got girls on the regular now
Got flights on the regular now
Got weed on the regular now