No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that Fuck a fake friend, where your real friends at? We don’t like to do too much explainin’ Story stayed the same, I never changed it No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that Fuck a fake friend where your real friends at? We don’t like to do too much explainin’ Story stayed the same through the money and the fame
[Verse 2: euroz] (Okay) Appoint me to the money ’cause lately it’s all I been after Once I fuck the first out the group, I’m on her friends after These niggas is lightweight, It’s nothing for me to bench rappers Back to the drawing board, that is where I send rappers You niggas is trash, all hail the lyricist I been in the lab, and tf2 is the experiment They say money talks, Well that explains why I ain’t hearing shit Diss me & you won’t like the attention ya career’a get Not signed yet, it’s a process, No silver spoon, just projects Makin’ all these deposits I could give a fuck about yo comments Man I set my goal, then I got it No skeletons in my closet You care less about the local shit When u got dreams of being iconic Hold up, hold up, stop the hate and get ya dough up Give a fuck bout the thread counts, When you know you got the shit sewed up If you bout to blow then what’s the hold up? Las vegas, I run it I said that shit the first time And aint never been confronted (man)
[Hook: drake]
[Verse 2: euroz] (Okay) niggas hatin, that’s nothin new Fuck wit me and I fuck wit you If not, you can up and leave And I’m a let this money be a substitute Wit this rap shit? Been a threat, I don't see niggas, silhouette A lot of y’all still sleeping on me, And I take y’all aint get the memo yet What I’m in? Beast mode / what I’m blowin? C4 What I’m driving, don’t worry bout it What she giving? Deep throat Handouts? Keep those / game is easy, no cheat codes Every nigga from the streets know, That I keeps it all the way c-note I’m real, you not, lookin’ to take a few spots Every song that I do hot / just wait ’til tf2 drops Las vegas, pound sign, blowin’ loud, (no) alpine My circle full a real niggas, (So) square niggas stay from “round” mine Kill rappers on downtime, fuck around and get outlined (You) let niggas take a couple shots And they get comfortable at that foul line (foul line) The resistance, they love my crew the most Pretty bitches and money, We runnin’ thru em both / (I tell em)