Guitar!Solo! Lyrics

All of that doubting me, now you so Proud of me

Tryna keep up but a young nigga out of Reach

I done turned up now a young nigga got a Teach

Y'all done fucked up, throwing dirt at my Name

Don't give a fuck about no petty games

I put the money first, all this other shit Lame

Time is everything, ain't no comparisons

I'm tryna find my balance in my life

I'm talking that wealthy shit, that's what I Like

I ain't tryna get(uh what)

I ain't tryna fit in, ain't no need to Converse

And(uh what yeah)

I ain't tryna fit in, ain't no need to Converse

It's for the better, not the worse

Upping my standards, and nah this ain't Rehearsed

Always on time, like a check on the first

Always on time, like a check on the what

Always on time, like a check on the what

Always on time, like a check on the first

Always on time, like a check on the first

Put in my time, yeah, a nigga knew his Worth

I ain't got time, To be stressing, I'm Getting My blessings, I'm counting up Let's go

All of that doubting me, now you so Proud of me

Tryna keep up but a young nigga out of Reach

I done turned up now a young nigga got a Teach

Y'all done fucked up, throwing dirt at my Name

Don't give a fuck about no petty games

I put the money first, all this other shit Lame

All of that doubting me, now you so Proud of me

Tryna keep up but a young nigga out of Reach

I done turned up now a young nigga got a Teach