LETRA
Lately
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I know we got just what we need
We can't stop 'til we reach all our dreams
Tryna count me out, but I know, I believe (Uh, tss)
That I got just what I need (Trill got that juice, nigga)
Woah
I know we got just what we need
We can't stop 'til we reach all our dreams
Tryna count me out, but I know, I believe
That I got just what I need
Tss, I say, uh-huh, uh-huh, okay, huh
Life been different lately (Woah)
I can't even walk down the street, huh (Okay)
Went to go find another crib, them folks just notice me
I walk out the crib, take out the trash, the bro say, "Drop some heat," okay
I just bought a Demon cash like I don't own a Jeep, no
Just ordered that new Maybach, five months before I take it home
Watch a ni*** play with M's, I'm breaking down my granny home
Went from naming roaches, now a ni*** name your favorite song
Huh, y'all done made the wrong ni*** rich (Oh)
All my opps done disappeared, I'm damn near mad as a bitch
I ain't get to drop this bag on 'em, boy, I'm having this shit
Got plenty cheese, I hit up Squeeze, I could put a Lam' in this bitch
Got too much love for Shy, boy, we made six figures in a day
I know we got just what we need
We can't stop 'til we reach all our dreams
Tryna count me out, but I know, I believe
That I got just what I need
I say my chains on AquaForce, I done put a meat wad in the safe
I done bought so many guns, I'm starting to think I'm never safe
I done lost so many friends, I'm starting to feel like I'm the problem
In the end, I'm good, I'm rich as f***, I'm straight, I'm great on guala
Overall, since I was fifteen, I knew I need every dollar
Every day I pop out pristine like this shit Met Gala
Okay, you flew a thousand miles, baby, I want that head palette
Oh, this ain't for everybody, then thank God I ain't everybody
Life been different lately
I can't even walk down the street, huh
Went to go find another crib, them folks just notice me
I walk out the crib, take out the trash, the bro say, "Drop some heat," okay
I just bought a Demon cash like I don't own a Jeep, no
Just ordered that new Maybach, five months before I take it home
Watch a ni*** play with M's, I'm breaking down my granny home
Went from naming roaches, now a ni*** name your favorite song
Huh, y'all done made the wrong ni*** rich (Oh)
I know we got just what we need
We can't stop 'til we reach all our dreams
Tryna count me out, but I know, I believe
That I got just what I need