I was, was a seminarian
Back then we was thuging day and night
Grown now found myself in the wrong path
It's my turn, I been waiting a long time
How did I grew was amazing
Been bombing like I knew I would make it
Glad I did the shit they said I can't do
This rap shit got me feeling like I'm good
Yeah yeah
Thought I was lazy na damn I was crazy
Know they hate me but that shit can't faze me
If they jail me now, no one would bail me
Counting money now, I feel like I made it
I'm balling like Chelsea
My drip looking brazy
Was broke and you left me
You fake can't get near me
I'm getting money, I see why they hating
I'm getting money, I feel like I made it
I feel like I'm crazy
Oh God please please come save
I feel like they hate me
I feel like I'm wasting
I feel like I'm crazy
Oh God please please come save
I feel like they hate me
Verse two
I'm still looking confuse
Maybe because I'm new
I don't do no recruits
No you can't join my crew
Big big money come thru
Stacking up my bundles
I don't do no gambles
All I know the hustle
Can you fit in my shoes?
Big big motion, that's what I'm feeling now
Early morning I wake up, I pray to God
So he bless me, and bless the ones that I love
Money calling, the only sound that I love
Christian Dior, that's what I'm wearing now
That's why
I feel like I'm made it
I feel like I'm crazy
Oh God please please come save
I feel like they hate me
I feel like I'm wasting
I feel like I'm crazy
Oh God please please save me
I feel like they hate me