Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay You would've thought that from seeing me goin' hard that that'll motivate this mother***ers to get on they job But instead they hatin' on what I've been doin', havin' conversations in my face about what I should do for em' What I'ma do, keep rollin' and droppin' weed on em' Pack my bags, look like I'm stayin' for weeks but be gone in the mornin' If the flight is private, we probably should board it You see it, you like it, I could probably afford it If niggas really felt some type of way about the *** I'm doin' You picked a crazy time to start lettin' me know Cause jealousy and envy, that's a trait for mostly bitches Not a man, so you ain't one if you lettin' it show Not a money like the weed, I'll be lettin' it grow And I ain't holdin' on to ***, I'm lettin' it go Started small but now we all in a bigger game All on a bigger plane, ballin' and gettin' paid First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above My phone is dead but I got a contact My Sharpie, paint pen, on my 10-ball combats You talk ***, I won't respond back But they gon' get it, and you don't want that That nickel feel, forget the deal Remember what, get for real I'm with appeal, my crib is real This is Will, the Richard Mille Hip-hop grunge nigga, I make her come quicker Them rock toe socks, yellow sponge nigga I T-Vote, for hoes that eat hoes Emojis for, me and my people The hoes love me, I'm on they T-Vote I work they thighs, and they Kegels Skateboard, I love Chanel Retweet me bitch, I'm at Pharrell First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above I hustle no muscle, I never be muzzle I'm a piece to a puzzle, I'm Robert Townsend And my words is on Hollywood Shovel My nigga I move, my motivation is more true I get up and does do, I even label ten things at once Multitasking, secret fasting, king of tatting Super pimping, pass the roll and run the business While I'm touring on your bitches Doing features while watching these double feature niggas I see you suffering from haterism, get that checked I take nothing and make something There's no breaks when the hustle's running Ain't dealing with fakes, ain't *** with snakes They all in my face, now they got what it takes My nigga I'm straight So don't reach out cause I'm peace out When I reach out there's no response Like knocking on an empty house So I keep on while you peep on what I be on And you're behind, that's what karma's about First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above First the love was there, then the paper came Then the haters came, but we still rise above Niggas they rollin up Let alone doe a song With these niggas Claiming they volunteer When they playing These niggas ain't really doing what they sayin And what the *** is wrong with these niggas They rollin up Let alone do the song With these niggas Claiming they volunteer When they playing These niggas ain't really doing what they sayin *