Lyrics: ANTONIO ROGERS JR
Music: Destin Laurel
This be the year for the boy
I be the number one selling out huh
I be the number one selling out stores
And for my momma Ima get that award, I
Don't even want it I'm knowing
If she gone get it, I'll put it in storage
If you don't want it then why you work for it
If you don't care then what is it for, I
Did this shit for my Gran
My children that's coming in
I been killing that shit since
I been killing that shit since
Since I was 18 tryna get bands
Now I'm 19 Nigga, I'm huh
OK
They Like damn boy you tryna be some nigga
I'm the same young nigga from the east side nigga
Bad lil bih wanna eat somebody
Girl my dreams to big can't even do that
I can't even get mad she ain't know no better
Boy I almost ****ed up, when i kno i kno better
When you the cream of the crop you gone know they jealous
I just pray and ask God that he keep me protected
They ain't never gonna say I'm a sell out nigga
Unless they talking bout shows I sell out nigga
I know
I know
Baby I know
Know
Bring it home
I just need
I just need more
Watch it fall on me
I just need
I just need
I just need
I just need
Work
Ion go a day without working
Unless you talking bout Sundays I need my sermon
Otherwise counting my chicken
Get to it more than one way I be hitting that dirt
Heard niggas say I was turning
Ion coat sugar I keep shit trill that's word
Niggas ain't having no purpose
Ain't even talking bout shit in these songs just hermits
Keep both of my feet on ground
Stay away from them vultures
I been on same shit since I was a teeny
Fourteen when tried to give me that bean
Four more years till my brother home freely
Four more years I'll be living my dream
I remember I told them, they wouldn't even believe me
Now they all see me on TV now
I know
Baby I know
Know
Bring it home
I just need
I just need more
Watch it fall on me
I just need
I just need
I just need
I just need