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by Drakeon Views

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich (Dumb rich)

This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit (One shit)

All my niggas wanna do is pop style (Pop style)

Turn my birthday into a lifestyle (Lifestyle)

[Verse 1]

Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it (Do not make it)

Got so many chains, they call me Chaining Tatum (They do, they do)

And I like to finish what you think you started

Man, you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started

You don't know what you just started

All I do is hang with the young and heartless

All this for my family, man, I try my hardest

It's all I ever did and look where it got him

Yeah, you've been on my mind lately

You've still got my number, girl, you need to call me

I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way

But you know I always handle that one my way

Girl, let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body

Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway

I can't trust no fuckin' body

They still out to get me cause they never got me

[Verse 2]

They still out to get me, I don't get it

I can not be got, and that's a given

Give a real nigga the number one

Even though I got like twenty-one

Cannot be me I'm a one-of-one

Schooling your ass like 101

They been out here tryna slide on me

They been out here telling lies on me

Everybody looking out for themself

But they still got they eyes on me

See me putting in the hard work now, ayy

Momma doesn't have to call work now, ayy

I decide when I start work now, ayy

Problems hit the gym, they all work out

MVP, MVP, oh-nine all the way to sixteen

Even next season looking like a breeze

Lot of y'all ain't built for the league, yeah

Trade you off the team while you in your sleep, yeah

Y'all showed me that nothing's guaranteed

And you don't know what you started