who i'm becoming

bout to record this shit right now, word. dope boy troy!, i'm so glad in who i'm becoming, maybe in the past i was buggin', niggas tryin' to push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies, now i'm growing up like my paper, they see me glowing up they some haters, niggas not gon' push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies, came up on my own i had nothing, niggas ain't give me work ain't no frontin', started with 10 grams got to the whole keys, niggas started acting like they know me, unidentified ain't no favors, undentifly 'em with all flavors, money growing nigga, i got a whole tree, i said fuck the block and i went ot, first time i got rich was cocaine, bitches on my dick see them chains, niggas on my dick it's a shame, it's a shame, real street shit all my niggas eating shit, they ain't eating now unless they eating shit, i got 3 car garages sometimes i don't see my whips, of success, rolls spider webs on my seat and shit, more money more problems, i'm inviting all the stress, thirty one round 40 and a mothafucking vest, out on half a million bail half a million ain't no stress, thanking god, praising god cause i'm blessed, mothafucka!, i'm so glad in who i'm becoming, maybe in the past i was buggin', niggas tryin' to push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies, now i'm growing up like my paper, they see me glowing up they some haters, niggas not gon' push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies, yeah, i'm relaxing money grabbing, haters mad they say i'm bragging, i'm just laughing, my life gucci like the fashion see the dragon, matching shoes cause they platinum, i ain't platinum, just the socks on my calfskin a hundred cash in, anywhere a diamond tester is my jewelry passion, fake niggas throwing traps but i'm cruising past them, weed and foreigns all them gassin' they just gassin', i like bitches with some class and, no more ratchet, unless they hear they favorite songs and want to pop they ass in, put my music in they captions when they snappin', they just love the fact that i'm eating that i don't be cappin', i ain't no fuck nigga, real street shit all my niggas eating shit, they ain't eating now unless they eating shit, i got 3 car garages sometimes i don't see my whips, of success, rolls spider webs on my seat and shit, more money more problems, i'm inviting all the stress, thirty one round 40 and a mothafucking vest, out on half a million bail half a million ain't no stress, thanking god, praising god cause i'm blessed, mothafucka!, i'm so glad in who i'm becoming, maybe in the past i was buggin', niggas tryin' to push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies, now i'm growing up like my paper, they see me glowing up they some haters, niggas not gon' push me to the old me, back when i had fake friends as my homies