Lyrics Alpha David - Yohannes

Focused on things in my life that I have never had crackin
I'm talking money on money on money I'm talkin it stackin
I'm straight from Grand Rapids Michigan
They call the city Grand Raggedy
What you expect from a nigga
I run with the stars it's anatomy
I fly up higher than birds
My goals, attract like magnets
Kitchen cookin up these words
I just might happen to be
A chef at the spelling bee
Young nigga don't got no felonies
Opps be hatin gettin rich off melodies
Spinnin flows they think I'm propelling it
Penning Stories, I Frodo'd the fellowship
I'm tryna Poli wIth PD's
Rappers got whole political parties behind em
We gotta dream team
Richmond Virginia ting
Big gang but we sling straight
Goliath never ever had my faith
And they ain't never get the Alpha David
The story ends wit just fuckin pay me

Buckle up, buckle up, yeah you in for a ride lil bitch
G wagon, Benz Truck
Yeah I might just buy that shit
Summer 18, give no fucks, niggas know I'm bout my chips
Wanna partner up & make some bread? All I know is I better get my split

Some niggas bosses, some niggas shooter
Yeah I'm on my Young Dolph shit
Some niggas talk, some niggas losers
Learn a lot in East Richmond
Beggars never could be choosers
And I never need henchmen
A man of my own
Defend like a muhhhfuckin' piston
Bitch I'm workin like i got a bot in here
That means 5 of me working so tireless
Niggas hatin? But they are not wireless
I just pull up, I'm askin em' are you there
Yeah I feel like the fuckin VeriZon man
He chose switchin' a side instead of retirement
Can you blame em?
He probably got wife and da kids
And some dividends he gotta be quiet wit
HANNE why you really spazzing, like backs man, you aight dog
Dilla boys forever lastin'
Yelling RIP Phife dog
John Wall'n on em' like Dave East
Smokin' trees out in Beijing
Slumber party witcha main thing
Human made tees just to go to sleep
Nice jeans with the double crease
Yeah, I ever let my music leak
If you heard it?
Then it was meant to get to you and that's coming from a real G
Whip the Benz like I whip the Jeep
Black James Bond in these streets
When I'm in Queens I eat Louis G's
Or Magic Soul Food for the cheap

Buckle up, buckle up, yeah you in for a ride lil bitch
G wagon, Benz Truck
Yeah I might just buy that shit
Summer 18, give no fucks, niggas know I'm bout my chips
Wanna partner up & make some bread? All I know is I better get my split