I got so much
I got so much
I got so much
I got so muchOh, still the same nigga
Still walking all upon your airplane with all my gang members
Smelling like, money and champagne
Part of my campaign
I'm fucking rich my nigga
Some things I can't change
Sometimes I swear I be so fly I mean I can't change
Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad my nigga
I am getting paid crib with the maid
It's all the same shit, different day
Keep hearing 'bout what these niggas doin'
But them niggas gone, and I'm here to stay (I'm here to stay)I got me a whole one so I'm bout to roll one
As soon as you jump in the ride with me
Now you gettin' lifted, and you feelin' different
As soon as you want you can drive you'll see
I got so much (yeah, yeah)
I got so much (yeah, yeah)
I got so muchI told her leave and die or she can stay and breathe
She looked and said, Cam you don't know what to say to me (Oh really?)
Paparazzi out baby girl, no playing please
Now point that camera at my pockets cause they saying "cheese"
Put up yo life in gambling, next time we out here scrambling
I'm Killa, he Wiz, but all our checks are Cam'rom
Next chapter, next chapter, f-f-f-fatigues and cannons
Fresh rapper, fresh rapper right here where I'm standing
You play? We playin'
Drive by on the way that waving
New five, that's how we playin'
We have wave, I'm just saying
What you sayin'? What I'm sayin?
Money, hoes, clothes, and mayhem
Amen! Please have her on her knees, and she ain't prayin
Songwriters
JEREMY KULOUSEK, ERIC A DAN, CAMERON GILES, CAMERON THOMAS, ZACHARY RAYMOND VAUGHANPublished by
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