Invite Only Lyrics - Chaz French

Ok they don't want it they one hundred we one million 

Got it I flaunt it, not crazy just passion 

All apart of God's planning preordained from the jump and I promise to never lose it 

Pick your poison paper hungry like Pookie how I need it give me my money it just keep calling 

Bitches hoeing on my homies trying to get me to beat it 

Never knowing that the plan was to pass 'em like back then 

FaceTime shorty call it how I see it 

Ever since mama said the street lights we had to beat them 

This shit is fire like that light switch laced to your backside 

This got me feeling like that time I got my first kiss, Recess shorty Allenwood Elementary 

Truth or dare I need the cutest girl to put these lips on and luckily I was the cutest guy it won't no problem 

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up to had to act right 

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up to live that rap life 

Ain't as rich as I wanna and can still loan her something 

Ain't these bitches for everybody that be on to something 

Ain't everybody that's onto something live a lonely struggle 

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It's just me and my homies, invite only 

We don't need your input shorty 

We want money, we don't want fame 

I don't need your outlook on me 

I'm just living no sideline watching 

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching 

God bless the real, death to all the phonies 

It's my party invite only 

Photos 

Pardon me partner I'm too busy staying polished 

Meanwhile my conscious telling me I'm too modest 

I let you niggas think that I was slipping cause of the singing and positivity 

Well that ain't right 

See I'm still that same mamma fucker that will have your baby mama sending confirmation numbers for them flights 

See yall do it on say and we do it on sight 

And we in it for life then yall in it for likes 

That's why I'm in it for keeps and yall barely keeping up 

I should put yall on my will most yall niggas is my kids 

Wonder how your daddy feel to know his baby boy ain't his 

Wonder why yo mom ain't tell him what it was from the beginning 

So it's back to the cheese like wipe that smile off yo face 

And all I want is my credit when it comes to Father's Day 

So you can hop off my meat land on another wave 

We never playing it safe when we know that Jesus can save us 

'Til then... 

It's just me and my homies, invite only 

We don't need your input shorty 

We want money, we don't want fame 

I don't need your outlook on me 

I'm just living no sideline watching 

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching 

God bless the real, death to all the phonies 

It's my party invite only 

Three ounces in the ziplock 

This underground hip hop 

Bought the Ferrari drizzop the city's streets is hizzot 

The A/C on full blast chilling as I roll pass 

Only dope we slang as long as supplies last 

Though I never run out we got stacks to gain 

All the antics and thangs and gun cabinets they hang 

In case you try to bring it and assuming we can't hang 

We assemble quickly dismantle your whole gang 

Proceed to board the plane the pilot's my main man 

So it's nothing to us living like the Gold Rush 

I once rode the bus but now I drive a Rolls 

Pull up to my tour bus pick up bags on a roll 

What you know bout slanging your lyrics like dope 

Real shit they pay me for so you never see me broke 

Understand what you niggas getting a little culture from two of coldest living 

It's just me and my homies, invite only 

We don't need you input shorty 

We want money, we don't want fame 

I don't need your outlook on me 

I'm just living no sideline watching 

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching 

God bless the real, death to all the phonies 

It's my party invite only