Verse 1
I used to pop bottles sippin champagne~
Now I'm at the spot running campaigns
Workin on a lot until I fall out
Then I'm headed for some lunch at the cantine
I need to simmer down for the service
To many issues got me trippin, I'm nervous
It's Crazy
How they take me
Mistake a brother for a fake and act lazy
Tryna pull me down with the don't do attitude
Til I make a move that they don't like
I ain't mad at you
See when I make i'm a let em see my gratitude
Good lord please spare me from my attitude
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Pre-Chorus
Two model chicks up in here
And we sippin on something
Pull up to the set~ let them flex
That's the old me now I'm stuntin on em
Chorus
Me and my homie on the come up
I be grindin everyday till the world remembers my name
Shoutout to the ones who hated
I ain't savin' no hoe's when i make it (Throw a hunnid)
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it (ohh yeah)
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it
I ain't talking about the money though
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Verse 2
Hold up~ what's your name
Why you looking at me sideways
Acting profane
You need to go and step up your game
I ain't judging but this devil worshipping is lame
How I made it is somethings you'd like to find out
Reminiscie back in the days when I would buy out
Man I was all me my self and I
And the good lord saved me from my pride
And he provides~
Now i'm getting everything I ever wanted
From my heart to my soul I will keep it 100
I'm a stunna on the outside meek on the inside
Working for a milli to survive
Pre-Chorus
Two model chicks up in here
And we sippin on something
Pull up to the set~ let them flex
That's the old me now I'm stuntin on em
Chorus
Me and my homie on the come up
I be grindin everyday till the world remembers my name
Shoutout to the ones who hated
I ain't savin' no hoe's when i make it (Throw a hunnid)
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it (ohh yeah)
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it
I ain't talking about the money though
Verse 3 - Jay Samson
Uh baby let me talk about the grind,
ever since i was thirteen, put that negative behind me
im just a young homie strolling
through the music industry of south Auckland
i will, put my middle finger in the air for the hate to the homie
from the southern hemisphere like
i ain't giving two things what you thinking about (what you thinkin)
watch me make the plan happen what you talking about (What you talking)
two model chicks wanna roll with a homie
i ain't frontin' you can bring her here and get to know me
put that fine ass body on the beach though
ain't about the dark side when i preach though, Hold up
Pre-Chorus - Jay Samson
Two model chicks up in here
had me sippin on something
Pull up to the set~ watch them flex
That's the old me now I'm stuntin on em
Chorus
Me and my homie on the come up (on the come up)
I be grindin everyday till the world remembers my name
Shoutout to the ones who hated
I ain't savin' no hoe's when i make it
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it (ohh yeah)
Throw a hunnid on it, Hunnid on it
Throw a hunnid on it, Throw a hunnid on it
I ain't talking about the money though (Throw a hunnid)