M.F.T.R. (feat. The-Dream)

Creep up on these niggas

Creep up on these niggas

Speak up on these niggas

Speak up on a nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen!

You rather be more famous than rich

Play your role, it’s easy acting like Mitch

“Paid In Full” was more than reading a script

Paid in full is really just being Rich Porter

Filling all standing orders

Would you question could I swim if you saw me walking on water?

Yeah, while every song got a rapper dance

Yuugh, I’m drug money like Dapper Dan

No retirement plans, no Derek Jeters

We all know I did it; Rodriguez

The illusion of money we don’t believe in

You ask me, Tyga looking like a genius

I’m Kim Jong of the crack song

Gil Scott-Heron to the black poem

Woo, the revolution will be televised

‘Cause we done see all and they telling lies

Creep up on these niggas

Creep up on these niggas

Speak up on these niggas

Speak up on a nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen!

You rather be more famous than rich

Play your role, it’s easy being my bitch

It’s only right for a queen to floss your shit

Rolex crowns, I emboss your wrist

The minimums, niggas ain’t synonyms

Dual exhausts, driving flying saucers

Diamond crosses, hang Takashi portraits

Street millionaires rub shoulders

And laugh at bitches fucking promoters

Hoping that they get noticed, still driving a Focus

What you fuck him for if you didn’t know what the goal was?

Shine, remote control blinds

That turn on the time lapse, controlled by the iPad

Ahhh, my living room rap scream crack money

I don’t trust rap niggas or rap money

See this air hole tech and get ratttttt from me

Creep up on these niggas

Creep up on these niggas

Speak up on these niggas

Speak up on a nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen!

Niggas talking it, but ain’t living it

Two years later admitting it, all them niggas is renting shit

They ask why I’m still talking dope, why not?

The biggest rappers in the game broke, voilà

They say it’s hate, but it’s these well-dressed snakes

That learn to walk on the concrete, I just saw it and spoke to it

Yuugh, you ain’t know, you got coached through it

Wooo, the rap fans got hoaxed through it

Haaa, the whole time I sold coke through it

Nigga, and records I was Bo through it

King Push is synonymous with kingpin

Chess moves on your checkerboard, king him

Yeah, this is gun slingers and Goyard

Uh, this is O Dog in the courtyard

You wonder why I’m still here

I’m America’s worst nightmare

Night, night nigga

Creep up on these niggas

Creep up on these niggas

Speak up on these niggas

Speak up on a nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen!