Ton' (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) Yeah Yeah Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons Okay, money on my nightstand, jewelry on my nightstand Aftermarket extendo, I pray it don't jam They say it's on sight, then I guess it's on sight then First couple of shows, the FN was my hype man (fire) Way before the PJ, I had a flight plan (plan) The GOAT with me, shake his hand, that's my right hand A hoe'll fuck yo' homeboy outta spite, man We had so much lean in store run out of Sprite, and Y'all don't get it (get it), A on my fitted (fitted) Pussy niggas sayin' a bunch of shit they ain't livin' (livin') Back on my pivot, kitchen water whippin' (whippin') All these turkeys bags, they thought it was Thanksgiving Don't make me pull out a million cash, I ain't trippin' Long ass nose on the sticks, got it pimpin' Let me see you shake it, one cheek at a time Double shot with the lime, yeah, your body different Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons Still remember Chief, he was three doors down I mean how? How you ain't last a year? Look at me now The reason why that bag in town, I got bricks No topside, everybody won't fit Forever outside, they won't let a nigga in Nigga, all my bitches gotta Benz, nigga If I can't fuck, don't text me You ain't gotta like but respect it That FN still my weapon Ayy, just step back, bitch, before I shoot Walk a nigga down without tyin' my shit Let him play crazy, he'll die in this bitch 4s over 5s, and 6s still over 9s R.I.P. to Rob, now I'm trippin' for the gas Rolls for the winter, then I'll prolly give it back Still can't believe a nigga made it off of rap Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons

Whoa oah whoa oah He oah Whoa oah whoa oah Worth a shot I got a pocket a paycheck, burnin' a hole I'm 'bout to drop it, waste it Let the good times roll Girl if your down I'm down Let's down a round or two Shake the work week loose Me and you I ain't a player, a hustler But I'm goin' all in You're a heartbreaker baby But tonight I don't care I'm puttin' all my chips On that little red dress on you Win or loose It's worth a shot or two Yea maybe one more Just to talk to you And get you out on the floor Girl, I know I don't usually dance But tonight all bets are off Ah baby, its off (worth a shot) You got me swingin' from the fences Shootin' for the moon You're way out of my league But I got nothin' to lose And by the end of the night The only thing that I Got on my lips Is Tennessee fire Hey!, why the hell not It's worth a shot whoa whoa whoa whoa (Worth a shot) I don't see a ring We both came here alone So let me buy ya a drink And we can see where it goes Why let a perfectly good friday Go to waste So what do you say It's worth a shot or two Yea maybe one more Just to talk to you And get you out on the floor Girl, I know I don't usually dance But tonight all bets are off Ah baby, its off (worth a shot) You got me swingin' from the fences Shootin' for the moon You're way out of my league But I got nothin' to lose And by the end of the night The only thing that I Got on my lips Is Tennessee fire Hey!, why the hell not It's worth a shot (Worth a shot) It's worth a shot or two Yea maybe one more Just to talk to you And get you out on the floor Girl, I know I don't usually dance But tonight all bets are off Ah baby, its off (worth a shot) You got me swingin' from the fences Shootin' for the moon You're way out of my league But I got nothing to lose And by the end of the night The only thing that Got on my lips Is Tennessee fire Hey!, why the hell not It's worth a shot (It's worth a shot) It's worth a shot (It's worth a shot) It's worth a shot (It's worth a shot) It's worth a shot (It's worth a shot) Ah ya isn't it

Ooh-la-la, yeah I tell you the truth all the time If I say it's true I'll be lying Need to let you go, it is time Feelings getting old We got nothing to show A terrible cycle, yah A million thoughts, a million words a million A million times I put you first a million A million days, all the lies kept me down Gonna love myself and I don't need your help Wale, uh, where the mind go When the love's lost, why try more? When we done for what I want more than love Self-love more and I can never find it 'Cause my heart pumps for her I'm so confused, my soul is weak My pride is few, my soul is blue We don't love the lie But we don't like the truth And 'cause life ain't good, it's goodbye to you I'm sorry (yeah-yeah-yeah) The lights is on That means it's over for the party Right the wrongs and don't focus on the problems Nights alone, I'm fighting vices cold And hot and vice versa And it's hurt and withdrawn It's hurt and withdrawn (ooh) A million thoughts, a million words a million A million times I put you first a million A million days, all the lies kept me down Gonna love myself and I don't need your help (no, no, no) And I don't need your help (yeah) Gonna love myself and I don't need your help (ooh) There's no greater love than God Himself So I'm gonna love myself, love myself A million thoughts, a million words a million A million times I put you first a million A million days, all the lies kept me down Gonna love myself and I don't need your help Uh, million, million, million (million) million (million) Uh, million times I put you first but no more Uh, million, million, million, million, uh And I love myself, and I don't need your help

I love you like Grave danger like Moon shining disguise When I wake up with Your makeup and Spread blush across the sky Like a meteor crush I'm gon' tell the world Been a million years full of tears But I found my girl My notion of Love devotion was A corrosion of mind Then come cupid and Now I'm stupid and I feel it's just fine Like exploding face I'm gon' tell the world Been a million years full of fears But I found my girl It's a spun tongue It's a holy shit It's a loud cry from the heart It's a live death It's a big breath It's a no more we're apart Like a rainbow crash As we bow and swirl Been a million years full of tears But I found my girl Like exploding sun Let the light unfurl Been a million years full of fears But I found my girl

Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) Pass me the aux I'm turn it up notch They tell ya save a lil nigga ima save a lot Ima build a building where the building never stop Helicopter pad we don't need Parking lots But bet stay full wit a bunch drop tops Keep a lil sum thing cuz we never call the cops Other niggas acting they gripping on props Like I grew up with my daddy bitch I stay around pops Cuz even when you love you'll still have ops They gon hate they gon watch They gon scheme they gon plot But when you grind this hard you ain't worried bout a flop Nigga foul that's cool im getting two shots Feet work smooth like Kobe on the block Mamba mentality I'll never stop This is more than a chip and a hall of fame spot Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) G-Gang too deep in the back of the civic Big 45 on my lap like a kitten Money cant replace all the pain that we feeling, But imma stack it tall from the floor to the ceiling A-Ask the lord to forgive us Cause we all know we sinning When my dawgs beat the case then we all gone be winning Never slipping 84 To the grave And we all gone be paid On god thats facts never fake No cap never lack you'll be great (YEA) Im a star in the game with my arm in the rim on some carter shit (Ballinggggg) Till they all know the name imma rep to the grave on some martyr shit (Fallingggg) Damn I aint even slay but better get ya chick cause she on my dick (Calling) Know they all full of shame When they told us we would never be a thanggg (Aye) Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea)