Hate To Say

I find it funny how niggas start talking money
 I'm living lovely, apartment far from the bunjee
 I remember us living not too far from the junkees
 The flunkees that tried to to punk me on corners, but never sunk me, I swear
 In this bitch, yeah, I'm killing this year
 Them boys hated, they gon' feel it this year
 I bought a 'Rari, I only drove in it once, I'm movin' different this year
 I'm leaving thousands, talking millions this year
 When niggas really talkin'
 Talkin' over, talk it over
 Renegotiate and make the play and they cough it over
 I crossed over like Iverson when he dropped the shoulder on Jordan
 The feelin' more than the sport when you winning fuck how they feelin'
 The feelings got left aside
 I told them to step aside
 I'm rarely eating, I'm ordering more extra size, you know me
 'Round the block, glovers spittin' them hot flows
 My sense smells like Michelle was touching Barack's clothes
 Presidential, the flow is so evidential
 At the clearport customs, I barely show my credentials
 Don't need a tinted, I want you to know who's in it
 Had me offended last time that I walked in the Holt Renfrew
 Let's break it down for 'em
 Account this, if every show is a 100 thou' for him
 Then that mean, a hundred minutes on stage will equal a 100K
 That's one thousand a minute
 So please don't get offended, if I walk inside a store and spend 35 in it
 'Cause to me, that's just 35 minutes
 Land in Jamaica, sip on a Guinness and get it
 Who wanna witness my nigga, I'm really sick with the shiznit
 I brought big Poppy out at the SumFest
 Sean Kingston watched it from the side stage
 I made triple the advance that he had gave me in my first year
 45 minutes of me on stage
 And I'm not amazed
 I think the tables turning
 I think you learn from the bridge you burn when you see it burning
 I think you learn from the world when you see it turning
 I went from being a server to being this platinum deserver, you feel me?
 Did a song with Meek Milly, called it "Litty"
 Really I just did that shit for the city, in love with Philly
 God, this chinchilla fur on me, just in case it gets chilly
 Burner on my side pocket, just that's incase you get illy out here
 Me and Travi$ Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna
 We both agreed shortly after that it was music
 We possibly could be doin' that's bigger than tryna ruin it
 So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for doing it
 History made in New York City, we called a truce at the tower
 I only brought a couple niggas with me
 The beef was finished as soon as we took the picture
 The world was watching
 The attention in the industry started shifting to me
 Lord forgive 'em, Lord forgive 'em, I was tripping all the time
 I spit subliminal dissing, just tryna rip shit
 Not realizing if I took the time to kick it
 And me and Drake mendin' bridges it'd probably equal to winnin'
 Got the hardhead flow, money come in so thick
 Them nigga call it hard bread dough
 I'm in this all-red four-seater, I'm leaning like the '06 fours
 I said I'd stop freestyling but fuck it, oh well
 A nigga flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
 Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and skits
 Niggas mad I'm remixing they shit
 Fuck out of here, nigga, stop being a bitch
 I think it's time we cut the silence by niggas that's talking violent
 Speak of silence and give 'em coffins and violins playin'
 R&B niggas with Sisqó haircuts, wildin' and stylin'
 They dissing, guess they just tryna go viral, I feel 'em
 This your favorite song, this gon' be your favorite song
 Except when I say it, it's really the people's favorite song
 You did a vid dissin' to flex the i8
 I could've flexed a 'Rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
 Instead, I bought my house the other day and flexed in the paint
 Real estate, I'm property shopping, bitches probably watching
 Got the Gadget-Go flow, Nobu and So-Ho
 I've been crossed by some nigga, I used to go toe-to-toe for
 Blow for blow flow, sick enough to eat a blowfish
 G5 jet playin' Go-fish, eatin' gold fish
 Just for the record, I did this shit for the hopeless
 Just drove a Rolls through the hood on the corner where I was homeless
 It's Fargo
 
 I find it funny how niggas start talking money
 I'm living lovely, apartment far from the bunjee
 I remember us living not too far from the junkees
 The flunkees that tried to to punk me on corners, but never sunk me, I swear
 In this bitch, yeah, I'm killing this year
 Them boys hated, they gon' feel it this year
 I bought a 'Rari, I only drove in it once, I'm movin' different this year
 I'm leaving thousands, talking millions this year
 When niggas really talkin'
 Talkin' over, talk it over
 Renegotiate and make the play and they cough it over
 I crossed over like Iverson when he dropped the shoulder on Jordan
 The feelin' more than the sport when you winning fuck how they feelin'
 The feelings got left aside
 I told them to step aside
 I'm rarely eating, I'm ordering more extra size, you know me
 'Round the block, glovers spittin' them hot flows
 My sense smells like Michelle was touching Barack's clothes
 Presidential, the flow is so evidential
 At the clearport customs, I barely show my credentials
 Don't need a tinted, I want you to know who's in it
 Had me offended last time that I walked in the Holt Renfrew
 Let's break it down for 'em
 Account this, if every show is a 100 thou' for him
 Then that mean, a hundred minutes on stage will equal a 100K
 That's one thousand a minute
 So please don't get offended, if I walk inside a store and spend 35 in it
 'Cause to me, that's just 35 minutes
 Land in Jamaica, sip on a Guinness and get it
 Who wanna witness my nigga, I'm really sick with the shiznit
 I brought big Poppy out at the SumFest
 Sean Kingston watched it from the side stage
 I made triple the advance that he had gave me in my first year
 45 minutes of me on stage
 And I'm not amazed
 I think the tables turning
 I think you learn from the bridge you burn when you see it burning
 I think you learn from the world when you see it turning
 I went from being a server to being this platinum deserver, you feel me?
 Did a song with Meek Milly, called it "Litty"
 Really I just did that shit for the city, in love with Philly
 God, this chinchilla fur on me, just in case it gets chilly
 Burner on my side pocket, just that's incase you get illy out here
 Me and Travi$ Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna
 We both agreed shortly after that it was music
 We possibly could be doin' that's bigger than tryna ruin it
 So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for doing it
 History made in New York City, we called a truce at the tower
 I only brought a couple niggas with me
 The beef was finished as soon as we took the picture
 The world was watching
 The attention in the industry started shifting to me
 Lord forgive 'em, Lord forgive 'em, I was tripping all the time
 I spit subliminal dissing, just tryna rip shit
 Not realizing if I took the time to kick it
 And me and Drake mendin' bridges it'd probably equal to winnin'
 Got the hardhead flow, money come in so thick
 Them nigga call it hard bread dough
 I'm in this all-red four-seater, I'm leaning like the '06 fours
 I said I'd stop freestyling but fuck it, oh well
 A nigga flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
 Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and skits
 Niggas mad I'm remixing they shit
 Fuck out of here, nigga, stop being a bitch
 I think it's time we cut the silence by niggas that's talking violent
 Speak of silence and give 'em coffins and violins playin'
 R&B niggas with Sisqó haircuts, wildin' and stylin'
 They dissing, guess they just tryna go viral, I feel 'em
 This your favorite song, this gon' be your favorite song
 Except when I say it, it's really the people's favorite song
 You did a vid dissin' to flex the i8
 I could've flexed a 'Rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
 Instead, I bought my house the other day and flexed in the paint
 Real estate, I'm property shopping, bitches probably watching
 Got the Gadget-Go flow, Nobu and So-Ho
 I've been crossed by some nigga, I used to go toe-to-toe for
 Blow for blow flow, sick enough to eat a blowfish
 G5 jet playin' Go-fish, eatin' gold fish
 Just for the record, I did this shit for the hopeless
 Just drove a Rolls through the hood on the corner where I was homeless
 It's Fargo
 
 I find it funny how niggas start talking money
 I'm living lovely, apartment far from the bunjee
 I remember us living not too far from the junkees
 The flunkees that tried to to punk me on corners, but never sunk me, I swear
 In this bitch, yeah, I'm killing this year
 Them boys hated, they gon' feel it this year
 I bought a 'Rari, I only drove in it once, I'm movin' different this year
 I'm leaving thousands, talking millions this year
 When niggas really talkin'
 Talkin' over, talk it over
 Renegotiate and make the play and they cough it over
 I crossed over like Iverson when he dropped the shoulder on Jordan
 The feelin' more than the sport when you winning fuck how they feelin'
 The feelings got left aside
 I told them to step aside
 I'm rarely eating, I'm ordering more extra size, you know me
 'Round the block, glovers spittin' them hot flows
 My sense smells like Michelle was touching Barack's clothes
 Presidential, the flow is so evidential
 At the clearport customs, I barely show my credentials
 Don't need a tinted, I want you to know who's in it
 Had me offended last time that I walked in the Holt Renfrew
 Let's break it down for 'em
 Account this, if every show is a 100 thou' for him
 Then that mean, a hundred minutes on stage will equal a 100K
 That's one thousand a minute
 So please don't get offended, if I walk inside a store and spend 35 in it
 'Cause to me, that's just 35 minutes
 Land in Jamaica, sip on a Guinness and get it
 Who wanna witness my nigga, I'm really sick with the shiznit
 I brought big Poppy out at the SumFest
 Sean Kingston watched it from the side stage
 I made triple the advance that he had gave me in my first year
 45 minutes of me on stage
 And I'm not amazed
 I think the tables turning
 I think you learn from the bridge you burn when you see it burning
 I think you learn from the world when you see it turning
 I went from being a server to being this platinum deserver, you feel me?
 Did a song with Meek Milly, called it "Litty"
 Really I just did that shit for the city, in love with Philly
 God, this chinchilla fur on me, just in case it gets chilly
 Burner on my side pocket, just that's incase you get illy out here
 Me and Travi$ Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna
 We both agreed shortly after that it was music
 We possibly could be doin' that's bigger than tryna ruin it
 So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for doing it
 History made in New York City, we called a truce at the tower
 I only brought a couple niggas with me
 The beef was finished as soon as we took the picture
 The world was watching
 The attention in the industry started shifting to me
 Lord forgive 'em, Lord forgive 'em, I was tripping all the time
 I spit subliminal dissing, just tryna rip shit
 Not realizing if I took the time to kick it
 And me and Drake mendin' bridges it'd probably equal to winnin'
 Got the hardhead flow, money come in so thick
 Them nigga call it hard bread dough
 I'm in this all-red four-seater, I'm leaning like the '06 fours
 I said I'd stop freestyling but fuck it, oh well
 A nigga flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
 Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and skits
 Niggas mad I'm remixing they shit
 Fuck out of here, nigga, stop being a bitch
 I think it's time we cut the silence by niggas that's talking violent
 Speak of silence and give 'em coffins and violins playin'
 R&B niggas with Sisqó haircuts, wildin' and stylin'
 They dissing, guess they just tryna go viral, I feel 'em
 This your favorite song, this gon' be your favorite song
 Except when I say it, it's really the people's favorite song
 You did a vid dissin' to flex the i8
 I could've flexed a 'Rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
 Instead, I bought my house the other day and flexed in the paint
 Real estate, I'm property shopping, bitches probably watching
 Got the Gadget-Go flow, Nobu and So-Ho
 I've been crossed by some nigga, I used to go toe-to-toe for
 Blow for blow flow, sick enough to eat a blowfish
 G5 jet playin' Go-fish, eatin' gold fish
 Just for the record, I did this shit for the hopeless
 Just drove a Rolls through the hood on the corner where I was homeless
 It's Fargo