Lyrics: Divij Khubchandani
Music: Divij Khubchandani
Take off the sheisty you not hijabi
I got all these women coming round and call me papi
I be making money in a bugatti
How many times I gotta tell you this is not a hobby
I dont think you gonna get it less I show it to ya
But I don’t care cause I don’t owe it to ya
You talk tough but you don’t want beef do ya
Internet gangsters really just dweebs oh yeah
So now it’s my time see it on patek Phillipe
Been on my grind not an ordinary feat
Show love get love yeah my love is free
I write lyrics in my sleep I might be a freak
Cause my love for this shit runs deeper than you think
I be thinking music every second that I blink
Addicted to bars but im not talking bout a drink
Fancy cars but this shit is for the team
I don’t know why everyone thinks its cool to lie to my face
But I don’t care cause
Im going up
And you just staying
Right here downnnnn
Woah
Really love to see my pockets grow
Really love to see you on the floor
I’m going up and I came from down below
So many bags can’t count no more
More money I can’t count not the best at math
But Im making more money than the whole class
You thought this was funny now you check the stats
Yesterday I woke up got a call that I got a plaque
I don’t know what to say but im really grateful
World so jealous everybody hateful
Yall be wanting even more when your plate full
But don’t nobody wanna share when they plate full
Damn evil world we live in
Keep your head down and just make the right decisions
Mama told me she see greatness in my vision
I can’t let her down so you know im gonna give in