[Intro]
Ha, shyeah, ha, shyeah
Lil Marty… pew
[Verse 1]
MV
It’s gon be a thousand bitches at my death bed
And when I get to heaven, bitch, I’m still gon get bread
Yeah, I’m here alive, but I still hang with dead friends
I took Ls, not losses, I just learned some lessons
I got homies learned to get rich through that FedEx
I can’t live without twin, I hope he don’t get sentenced
These mufuckas cap, do it for aesthetic
Run it up, a mufucka athletic
Havin’ hustle insidе my genetics
Got a Jet Sеt flow, I’m fly, I’n the future
You know my swag on the Jetsons
Rest up my bros, life really stupid
But that shit really a blessing
Havin’ salad, you know that I’m dressing
A mufucka still fightin’ depression
I get paid just to make an expression
It’s gon be some shit that I die not confessing
Really been lit ever since adolescence
Got these bitches clappin’ to my shit, New Impressionz
I got old money, why the fuck would I spend it?
If it’s in the past, keep that shit out the present
I got three hoes, I’m a trick, buy ‘em presents
These artists want my swag, they put me in sessions
Wanna fuck with me? Better make an investment
Gotta place in first, Ion fuck with the second
[Chorus]
Mufucka like me gotta pop my shit
You can catch me, I be cool on the strip
Got a homebody, she be stayin’ in the crib
Know some mufuckas tryna make me the lick
Know some mufuckas tryna make me the lick
They wan see me down, they ain’t want me to win
Know some mufuckas tryna pull a hit
Wan see me in the ground, they ain’t want me to live
I ain’t goin’, nah
No, I ain’t goin’, nah
They want me floatin’ up
Nah, I ain’t holdin’ ya
But I ain’t goin’, nah
No, I ain’t goin’, nah
They want me floatin’ up
But I’m still holdin’ up
But I’m still holdin’ up
[Verse 2]
They ain’t want me to be great
MV poppin’, don’t hate on the DJ
Stuff that jay with za, and then we cremate
MV got the swag they tryna recreate
I’m praying that we both make it to our b-days
It’s like Talladega Nights when I hit the freeway
I might bless somebody life coolin’ on a free day
No, I can’t make up shit, I ain’t Mary Kay
Mufucka, they be lyin’, yeah
I gotcho bitch and she tryna yeah
Mufucka, they be dyin’, yeah
You better walk with that fye, yeah
Better pray they just typin’, yeah
Better pray they just sicin’, yeah
When I die, stop the cryin’, yeah
Yeah
Ion think I deserve it
Can’t show no fear, got show ‘em some courage
I’m a Super Fly mufucka like Curtis
I can’t fuck with mufuckas just off they person
Said “fuck life,” but shit, I’m still learnin’
It’s some people hated, but they seen and converted
Had to trust myself, then this shit started workin’
Real turned to fake, yeah, that shit really hurted
Pose to be my family, how you crush my heart?
Pose to be my man, think you plottin’ from the start
Tryna play with my heart strings like guitar
They had left me all by myself, shit was hard
I wan make a milli with my fam like DeBarge
Mufuckas want a part
Mufuckas steal my art
OMC, How Bizarre
[Chorus]
Mufucka like me gotta pop my shit
You can catch me, I be cool on the strip
Got a homebody, she be stayin’ in the crib
Know some mufuckas tryna make me the lick
Know some mufuckas tryna make me the lick
They wan see me down, they ain’t want me to win
Know some mufuckas tryna pull a hit
Wan see me in the ground, they ain’t want me to live
I ain’t goin’, nah
No, I ain’t goin’, nah
They want me floatin’ up
Nah, I ain’t holdin’ ya
But I ain’t goin’, nah
No, I ain’t goin’, nah
They want me floatin’ up
But I’m still holdin’ up
But I’m still holdin’ up
