Sitatunga (feat. Azingeh, Young Fame & Wan Shey) - Blueprint Hakeem

Gotta put me up there with the greatest, man (Let the BandPlay) All stars, the superstars Hall of famer (uh) They say I'm showin' out, they say I should be ashamed (ayy) I don't do it for the clout, bitch, I do it for the gang (ayy) You can walk in any trap and I bet they know my name (yeah) Frank Matthews of the South, put me in the hall of fame (fame) Fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (fame) Add it to my bank account, bitch, and you can keep the fame (yeah) Fame (yeah), fame (yeah), fame (fuck all that) I met my bitch one day, the next day, her life was never the same (for real, though) Told her your family my family, but all of your friends ain't my friends (uh-uh) Now here, take the keys to this Benz (here, take that) I remember back when I ain't have nothin', so, yeah, I'ma ball 'til the end (woo) I remember I stacked my first hundred bands I said I'm finna do this again (run it up) Ha, I see you niggas goin' broke tryna keep up with me (I see you) Bad boy spendin' millions out here like I'm signed to Diddy (it's Dolph) Showed up Plain Jane Rolex, had a meetin' with Roc Nation (okay) But they got 'bout four-five-six rap niggas over there that be hatin' (on God) But I still fuck with Jigga, tell him I got two million for him (for what?) To do a verse, and if he don't, I still got love for him (on God) Cuz' went to college hoopin', stayin' in the dorm (what else?) I was still at mama house sleepin' on the floor (for real, though) I ran up a quarter million and was still (what?), sleepin' on the floor (okay) The type of nigga have a million at a stash house and act like I'm broke (okay) When I was 16, I said, "it ain't even about me no more" (yeah) It's PRE on my chest, this a multi-million dollar logo (yeah, yeah) They say I'm showin' off, nah, I just let my nuts hang She said she love to get on top when she wearin' all my chains My lil' nigga said, "You caked up, Dolph" I told him, "You can do the same thing" Frank Matthews of the South, put me in the hall of fame (fame) Fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (fame) Add it to my bank account, bitch, you can keep the fame (keep that) Fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (uh-huh) Have you ever felt a V12 when the gears change? (Hold up) Have you seen my new charm? It's taller than Johnny Dang (damn) Hopped out at the corner store and left the 'Rari runnin', man (Gabbana) Under the influence to get money every day (hustler) Goyard full of currency, no, I didn't come to play (hey, hey) I spent a million on Richard Milles I got a driveway full of hot wheels Hah, and yeah, she a bad bitch, but nah, that Birkin bag not real (damn) And yeah, I can eyeball a whole P, fuckin' a scale, I got skills (ha) (Paper Route Frank) Addicted to the lifestyle (uh) I'm tryna count me a hundred milli' up right now (right now) Yeah, nigga, right now (right now) Tell them fuck niggas and them duck bitch pipe down (ayy, watch out) Nah, I can't wait on nobody, if I want it, then I go get it, my nigga (uh-uh) If it don't cost a quarter ticket, then I can't even sit in it, my nigga (yeah, yeah) They say I'm showin' out, they say I should be ashamed (ayy) I don't do it for the clout, bitch, I do it for the gang (ayy) You can walk in any trap and I bet they know my name (yeah) Frank Matthews of the South, put me in the hall of fame (fame) Fame (fame), fame (fame), fame (fame), fame Add it to my bank account, bitch, and you can keep the fame (yeah) Fame (yeah), fame (yeah), fame (fuck all that) I met my bitch one day, the next day, her life was never the same (for real, though) Yah mean? Ayy, I'm just a different type of nigga, yah mean? Do what the fuck I wanna, yah mean? Ayy, bruh, you hang around me too long, man You might slip up and become a millionaire or some shit, hah Yah mean? Yeah Ayy, look Lil' mama, if I fuck with you, you mine Your life instantly change, you no longer the same Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Dolph

Sorry I'm vivid I ain't into giving descriptions I don't know I don't not recall Officer say why they call it a roach I say where I grew up that's just what the shit called I don't know synonyms or definitions When I do dirt I don't need recognition Let em think some other nigga done did it Walk off the scene like I'm minding my business I hit the trap at a point in my life That's when I knew that these niggas be fibbing Cause when you doing some shit that's illegal It's stupid to rap about shit that you living I had paranoia living in them halls Prayer that twelve never step to the kitchen K got the strap on him I got the sack on me this forever gone be how i'm living Til I get out I don't know Til I get out I don't know know know What it's gone take What it's gone take When shit fucked up shit fucked up And what the fuck you got is what you gotta make Til I get out I don't know Til I get out I don't know know know What it's gone take What it's gone take When shit fucked up shit fucked up And what the fuck you got is what you gotta make I dream of living like ballers in Autumn Autonomously is my powers like God And I came to the spot No skillet and pot I got my brain from my father Shawty want me as in a three Too bad for them Its only one me What I can do Call up the crew We knock em down like muthafuckin tree we do it Like I'm a lumberjack I bust her down in plaid And give her a platform to speak all trues like Vlad A young nigga mad I made it up out of the Mac I ain't going back I ain't going back Til I get out I don't know Til I get out I don't know know know What it's gone take What it's gone take When shit fucked up shit fucked up And what the fuck you got is what you gotta make

The passion, the sudden attraction You were distracted, we both know what happened I needed action And there you were lacking You ain't no real nigga You was just acting Yeah you was just cappin' but why? Ain't never been the type to lie Shit was real on my side I was really down to ride But you didn't wanna give up Nina, Nikko, and Ashley Meanwhile I thought we were happy We moving backwards You'll fuck me so good til my back hurts Then you'd say "Baby relax" Then you cover your tracks And I go take you back, and we never look back Then I'm thinking we're back, then I go through your phone, yeah Then I go through your phone So I need some space (Yeah) I need some space I need some space Space, yeah Space Girl, I need space Too much animosity filling the place Confusion is written all over your face All over your face, girl I need a break You know its too late You know its too late To start acting right, fuck it tonight Ima go see my side Roll up and get high Cause I need some space space space We need some space, space, space We don't need to play those games You let the love fade away, fade away Im praying for better days, better days So baby I So I need some space I need some space I need some space Space, yeah Space You don't know what you got here Got a real nigga right here Got a real nigga right here You don't know what you got here in your face In your face Had a real one right here You don't know what you got here You don't know so I'm not here You don't know what you got here Give me space, give me space You don't know what you got here Had a real one right here