Bossed Up

HOOK 

Bossed up, just to get mine, for the lifestyle I want

& I could talk my shit now cuz right now I’m on 

Last year round this time, nigga right mind was wrong

But not any mo’, nigga not any  mo’

BRIDGE 1

I don’t gotta brag, but I got that bag

Not like I didn’t have no money before 

I got off my ass and got to them bands

That money come fast was running too slow

I used to be last now the kissing my ass

But don’t fuck with these niggas and shit on these hoes

Never again, don’t ever be broke 

VERSE 1

Didn’t hear from y’all niggas man not a sound

And y’all bitches just here cuz I got it now

The money right here so they all around

And they all disappear when you falling down 

Then I went from low balling to balling out

You ain’t pick up my calls but you calling now

Them same phony hoes went to falling back

Me and my fake homie bros started falling out

I wasn’t thought about

Shit had got hard and it made me go harder

And now I’m the hardest out

Moving much smarter, don’t even come by me

And that’s what the vibe be

Cuz niggas get grimey as soon as your heart is out

They playing my songs at the party now 

Shit I recorded, they pay me to come and perform it now

I ain’t that famous but still I’m too big to ignore

So consider me deep in that water bound

Never I’m putting my forty down

Never been dumb as fuck 

Ima hustle forever and I be the boss

That’s always the nigga who put his own money up

HOOK 

Bossed up, just to get mine, for the lifestyle I want

& I could talk my shit now cuz right now I’m on 

Last year round this time, nigga right mind was wrong

But not any mo’, nigga not any  mo’

BRIDGE 1

I don’t gotta brag, but I got that bag

Not like I didn’t have no money before 

I got off my ass and got to them bands

That money come fast was running too slow

I used to be last now the kissing my ass

But don’t fuck with these niggas and shit on these hoes

Never again, don’t ever be broke 

BRIDGE 2

It do not stop, nigga got gap, cuz I planned to

Drop top, nigga watch out, when I pass through

Keep a chop-chop, just to watch out, for the jack move 

Cuz these niggas is mad too

And I know what that cash do

VERSE 2

Most of these niggas is fake

I see the look on they face

They see all the money I make 

But never the chances I take

Or none of my fucking mistakes 

All the blood, sweat, and tears that it takes to be great

When I look in the mirror I see why they hate

All the shit that I heart I don’t pay it no mind

Cuz these niggas be talking but not in my face

Fuck beef nigga get stacks

But you know a nigga with that

You want beef we could fix that

Front seat where the stick at

If a nigga think me is where the lick at 

(2 gunshots) Nigga get back

Then it’s back to money

So many nights I was hungry

So from the night to the morning

Damn right I was going in

For the life that I wanted

HOOK 

Bossed up, just to get mine, for the lifestyle I want

& I could talk my shit now cuz right now I’m on 

Last year round this time, nigga right mind was wrong

But not any mo’, nigga not any  mo’