[Jeezy] Cut the tens, fold the twenty’s Stack the fifty’s, stack the hundreds Real talk, oh God gettin’ paper The biullshit gon’ stop when my new album drop
Oh God silence all of you haters My life’s a video, I change clothes ’bout three times a day Jackie Robinson I might just bought my life away You know I’m feelin’ like a star its a Givenchy day She got the Halle Berry face and that Ashanti waist They like, Jeezle why they hatin’? they feel some type of way When you the shit, gon’ be some fly’s I just might need the spray They wanna kill me in my sleep just like I’m Mike okay They didnt learn that night you best believe they learned today Its funny, hard, I dont pay em no ……make my carrot cake to get far for that
Fuck you and your feelings aint nobody got time for that
[Rich Homie Wuan] Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your ho, he feel some type of way
[Rich Homie Quan] Okay, some type of way it’ll make the bill poor mama I know you feel some type of way ’bout my come up I told her end the night some way, aint want her number
My nigga Drake said some type of way the hit of the summer Pistol still bustin’, I dont care bout nuthin’ Wont remember none of this shit when I wake up That nigga on my ass, I’da had a couple zips My eye lids bout to close Im tryna stay up (I’m still reppin’ my clique) Rich Homie forever boy I gotta stay Name another super hero with a flyer cape You sold your soul for some money thats the price you pay Three shows a night, thats a 60K type of day S-M-H, l-o-l, smiley face First class R. Kelly ’bout to fly away And I still got that Hardaway in my private place I know you feel some type of way About my
(I drop the top of my whip baby!) That car I’m driving make you feel some type of way That custom Breitling make you feel some type of way This bitch I’m with got me feeln’ some type a way Is it because my homies rich you feel some type of way?
[Meek Mill]
Okay, I popped a nigga chick, and he feel some type of way Start talkin’ dirty about me, popped up dead right away Sixteen to his body, question eerbody K I dont fuck with no new niggas, if they aint from around the way So my niggas, my niggas dont ride like that To my young nigga Snupe got popped like that Dropped like that, got guap like that Nigga throw a shot here, get shot right back like (Pow!) Rari let the top go back, you aint even know I like Rocko back Gettin to the money til its off in … phone call worry where time goes at (Oh lord) Tell it came over here, off that Range Moussain over here
All these niggas have things over there It’s a drought my nigga, make it rain over there (walah, walah) Respect the connect to Wi-Fi With Birdy we playin’ bye bye You fuck around get cut nigga high five
Some type of way, make you feel some type of way Heard she wana fuck me, know you feel some type of way Mr. CEO is what my title say Me and my homies did your ho, he feel some type of way (I drop the top of my whip baby!)