Verse 1
It ain't cocky
Knowing what's better than sloppy/
Young professional, getting wild
And acting up like I'm adopted/
Why mans always wanna talk?
Acting like they got something to say
Ain't listening to no opinions
That people won't say to my face/
Got a few watches in my collection
Sorta an addiction, I'm fine ain't no time like the present/
In case I ain't mention, I love my reflection
And your girl love the perfection/
Hearing a lotta critique from these
Losers who's comments are weak
But talking is cheap, they get quiet and silent
When we get it popping for keeps, if you lost, well then peep/
I'm on a quest for some cash
Ain't tryna be friends with your ass
Real talk, you can get off my banger
No beans and mash, only the facts/
On a mission to take
And i ain't giving back
More cuz they don't show us love
So it's only right we take stacks, facts/
Hook
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Them beats banging all night/
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Don't mess with the po-lice/
Verse 2
I been styling
Showing y'all so regular like
Cuz what y'all call trending is more to me
Like what i do in my regular life/
The homie Don Fredericko
Said i look rich with my stylo
I responded "you ain't never lie my dude"
Time to raise the standard for these negros/
Me and my family chillin'
Behind the scenes we building
Y'all can relax about the fanny packs yall after
My cousin Dapper bout to own buildings/
Need to get your priorities straight
Would say "lemme show you how"
Ain't get it then? then how you
Expect to know now? need to slow it down/
Too manny geeks walking around
With confidence
With opinions
Barking and shit/
Really unfortunate
Everybody be on that sorta tip/
What we on be more legit
We bout them hits, yall swing and miss
So keep flapping your mouth till
You get a sweaty lip, you lil petty bitch/
Hook
Verse 3
Just imagine i get
More gold then Atlantis
And then forego all the brackish
When my pocket get the fattest/
I was cool way before
The influx of these rappers
Who claiming they getting money
But been nowhere on the atlas/
Tell em settle down
They can't even travel now
Can't differentiate they sound
And they would change but they not allowed/ shit...
That contract got you tied up huh?
And you fired up huh?
Heard your pie was divided up, huh?
And that kinda sucks huh?
Hook
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Them beats banging all night/
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Don't mess with the po-lice/
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Them beats banging all night/
For sure nice
Getting dough's an old vice
Even though I'm polite
Don't fuck with the po-lice/