Masterpiece Songtext
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Yeah
I'm tryna take off like a rocket ship
She told me, "Boy, put down that cup," 'cause it's killin' me, got some advice from my doctor bitch
I made a blueprint and it's for you, my niggas, it feel like my biggest accomplishment
I grew in the trenches, just boys in the hood and I ride for my niggas like Monster did
You workin', I'm workin' too
Sunday, I'm cleanin' my dirty shoes
I took brodie clothes and I went to school
Yeah
I'm tryna take off like a rocket ship
She told me, "Boy, put down that cup," 'cause it's killin' me, got some advice from my doctor bitch
I made a blueprint and it's for you, my niggas, it feel like my biggest accomplishment
I grew in the trenches, just boys in the hood and I ride for my niggas like Monster did
You workin', I'm workin' too
Sunday, I'm cleanin' my dirty shoes
I took brodie clothes and I went to school
That money can't help you forget the truth
Just knock down your shots when you hit your move
Them mans in my pocket, got me switch and move
These niggas ain't right, so they diss his groovе
They tellin' me shit that I'm tеllin' you
Just follow your gut, what I tell the youth
I went to the game with my chains on
Some shit I learned, wish I never knew
That money machine my ringtone
You know how it is, you know how it get
Just make sure you livin' with zero regrets
I looked in the mirror and couldn't notice myself
When my pockets were bulgin', I Polo my belt, for real
Kids scream, "Beamer," when I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these
Kids scream, "Beamer," when I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap
You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these
You workin', I'm workin' too
That bitch that you with just a fuck, she ain't worth some food
I'm thirsty for purple juice
I can get sixty for Perkys, the thirty blue
I need me a turban too
I'm blowin' on gas, my prices be raisin' like every day
Pimpin', made money off Mary J
Turn up the tracks in a figure eight
I had to visit my jeweler, he told me I'm cooler than all this ice in here
Man, my whole life been a movie, I traveled the world, I made sure the price was fair
Man, it's a dirty world, I'm keepin' it on me, they thought I had license to carry
You know it's pure in my heart, but my violence be dark, it's startin' to bother my spirit
No cut shit, too raw for they ears
No cuffs on, I'ma switch 'em for diamonds
Time is money, this bitch'll get thousands
Investin' in watches, ain't fuckin' with houses
I'm on G6s, two hoes in the shower
We on G6s, they over the clouds
First I was sick, but I'm over it now
I had to tell baby, "You know what I got, you know where I come from"
Ain't buyin' these tickets these niggas be sellin', I know they ain't done nothin'
You get it, just keep that shit to yourself, I'm keepin' it one hundred
Missed school since a youngin, I'm tight with the bird, I'm feelin' like Young Money
You know what I mean, mean
Just knock down your shots when you hit your move
Them mans in my pocket, got me switch and move
These niggas ain't right, so they diss his groovе
They tellin' me shit that I'm tеllin' you
Just follow your gut, what I tell the youth
I went to the game with my chains on
Some shit I learned, wish I never knew
That money machine my ringtone
You know how it is, you know how it get
Just make sure you livin' with zero regrets
I looked in the mirror and couldn't notice myself
When my pockets were bulgin', I Polo my belt, for real
Kids scream, "Beamer," when I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these
Kids scream, "Beamer," when I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap
You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these
You workin', I'm workin' too
That bitch that you with just a fuck, she ain't worth some food
I'm thirsty for purple juice
I can get sixty for Perkys, the thirty blue
I need me a turban too
I'm blowin' on gas, my prices be raisin' like every day
Pimpin', made money off Mary J
Turn up the tracks in a figure eight
I had to visit my jeweler, he told me I'm cooler than all this ice in here
Man, my whole life been a movie, I traveled the world, I made sure the price was fair
Man, it's a dirty world, I'm keepin' it on me, they thought I had license to carry
You know it's pure in my heart, but my violence be dark, it's startin' to bother my spirit
No cut shit, too raw for they ears
No cuffs on, I'ma switch 'em for diamonds
Time is money, this bitch'll get thousands
Investin' in watches, ain't fuckin' with houses
I'm on G6s, two hoes in the shower
We on G6s, they over the clouds
First I was sick, but I'm over it now
I had to tell baby, "You know what I got, you know where I come from"
Ain't buyin' these tickets these niggas be sellin', I know they ain't done nothin'
You get it, just keep that shit to yourself, I'm keepin' it one hundred
Missed school since a youngin, I'm tight with the bird, I'm feelin' like Young Money
You know what I mean, mean
