Stadiums (Bonus Track)
(专辑: Ray Ray From Summer Hill - 2018)
I
remember days, I'm talking about days Nigga I
had two fans in the
crowd, it was just two, you know what I'm saying Maybe we was at the
club or maybe we was at a
bar The
transition is wonderful, ya know what I
mean, fly nigga shit Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums I
remember days when them niggas tried to play me then Now I
move work through my lady friend Watch me pack a
hundred squares in a
Mercedes Benz Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums Now they wanna front me I
used to have to pay for them On the
side stage watch me wait for them Duffle bag full of money going straight to him Uh big dreams you gon need a
big screen I
remember getting an 8
ball when I
was 16 Use to bite my nails that's how I
knew the
work was clean Four-fifths was in my jeans leave a
nigga on the
scene Work left my face numb, might leave a
nigga face numb Little Vietnam was the
first place I
got that K
from Putting the
pen to the
pad with some shit I
couldn't escape from Death was the
gate to escape what I
ran away from Whole lot of trials and tribulations I
ain't faking Did a
lot of shit I
did I'd be afraid to admit if I
didn't make it We all go through shit, let's face it, gotta take it Might strip a
nigga naked leave him in my partner's basement For the
check I
show that, you might need a
Kodak For the
picture I'm painting nigga you gon have to show that And that's one hell of a
reason I'll never go back Keep two under the
floor mat, I'm on your shit like lojack cuz now I'm Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums I
remember days when them niggas tried to play me then Now I
move work through my lady friend Watch me pack a
hundred squares in a
Mercedes Benz Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums Now they wanna front me I
used to have to pay for them On the
side stage watch me wait for them Duffle bag full of money going straight to him Uh mister red carpet hopper, Balenciaga shopper Moving work through Natasha, nigga I
get it proper Pussy you gon need a
doctor, top shotta All you here is blocka on your block, tie you up where your Prada Way before me and white was copping work from sly Nowadays I
charge em high, put two in the
ties See all the
hating I
despise, I'm loyal look in my eyes Cream of the
crop now I
had to bake the
pies Who woulda thought that I'd be rich and didn't die in traffic Living through this madness draped in designer fashions Forever stretching like elastics, flipping just like gymnastics Bust em right up out the
plastics, lights fantastic Travel all around the
atlas, shows at the
Oracle [?] everybody pouring up Whole lot of chains on, everybody glowing up Whole lot of money piling, everybody going up Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums I
remember days when them niggas tried to play me then Now I
move work through my lady friend Watch me pack a
hundred squares in a
Mercedes Benz Uh stadiums, now I
rock stadiums Now they wanna front me I
used to have to pay for them On the
side stage watch me wait for them Duffle bag full of money going straight to him