Lyrics:
my weight up
(Tryna get my weight up)
Everyday I wake up
Gotta show gratitude
I, gotta bake up
Gotta change my latitude
I gotta fix my attitude
I
the same kind of do (We ain't the same kind of do)
Pick a spot on the map
Tell the pilot longitude, latitude (Longitude, latitude)
Guess she give a nigga lip
But nah
We can change it right now
Your attitude determines your latitude
So I'm grateful everyday just to eat some food
Cuz I'm walking by people that
I know you heard of that!
Change your whole attitude
It's time to take off your cool
If it make you want to move, then move
My niggaz get up
cause me hurt
Rude folks going bezerk
Give me bad attitude
Never showing gratitude
They're mad rude
Trying to put me in a bad mood
But I overcome
With
widow's peak in the Money
Money! Oprah Winfrey has money
Warren Buffett has money
I'm finna go get me some today
Why wouldn't I, Nice things take
[Chorus]
Money over everything (that's my attitude)
Still the baddest bitch in the game (that's my attitude)
Talk to ya man when I get ready
with no superpowers
gimme the pen and the page
i'll let jimmy handle it
he's a rap addict i said
sickening thoughts trapped in his head
kill em all
got some bad in you
Persians rug like Aladdin
She respects me with attitude
I'm here to change the game
I'm here to make a name
Drip, Drop when my
equality, without poverty where life is completely free,
We are one and together we can believe in unity
We can change the course of history,
Becoming one
to my peeps who died up in the streets
Fuck Halloween treats cause ain't shit sweet
Change, my life has changed
Change, (change) and I will never be
The king of the cards
King of the castle
King of the barstool
Liked by all known but he thinks he’s an arsehole
Pass the parcel to Jimmy
Everybody pass
change (never gonna change)
I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end we're all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga,
change (never gonna change)
I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end we're all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga,
Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry
Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry
Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry she say dat neva in it
She neva think it, for a second Much less
put in mi hardwork
Some ah still try to set mi up
O ye sons of Jacob
Some ah change behind my back
Dem ah turn Chameleon
Say they love my Tracks
But
gave her nickname that monsoon
My lil baby small like a mongoose
I beat her every time we in the bedroom
Yeah we gone play by my rules
Up and down that's
a pair of shoes
Shining like a diamond sittin' high with raised latitude
(Ah ha) listen baby I could change your attitude
You chillin' with the king you
everything change, when I met the saviour
Comfy bruddah, I don't need to throw bricks, might pull up in a ghost that's the Holy Spirit
No focus, tell my
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
money won't make you change
Gone be broker than you think nigga
Cause you can't take everybody with you
You could give em a buffett
They still might come
Uh don't be cruel
'Cause I would never be that cruel to you
Uh no, oh oh, no
Uh don't be cruel
Uh girl, you need to change your attitude
Uh no, oh
We gone hit the Eiffel then we touring though the Louvre
And I'm starstruck by the women scene too
Pretty brown girls with Parisian attitudes
Grateful
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