paroles de chanson I Got It - Reem Da Illist

Yea
RDI
Yuh

I just been motivating all my niggas
Who stuck in the city of Philly
We tryna go from the rags to riches
No fucking wit bitches
I filled her wit smoke like a chimney
I just been, counting this paper
Paying my dues
And they don't know one thing about it
They looking at me like I got it
Ain't no stopping
They just tryna make a profit
Look
The pesos, yea I got it
A fan base, I ain't buy it
The 24k, I got it
Imma be at the top wit the mountains
All of these bags
I got it
And all of my haters gon doubt me
Fuck it, imma be rich like Roddy
Watch me
Jealously coming wit enemies
Because I got it

I'm tryna get up out the ghetto
Make a living wit my family, uh
They think I'm playing
But watch how you stand
Imma how you kneeling
Like you Kaepernick, uh
Don't get offended
This little boy wanna diss me in vengeance
Bitch I'm venom
I be up on the ceiling
Ending your career cuz I'm a villain
Tell me why these people always on the internet
Critiquing like they got something to gain
I member chilling wit fam
And the homies
And they never thought about the fame
I got no radio play
But this ain't a game
I raid all day
Leave ya body ya body in the dirt
No new friends
The paper get me thru the day

I just been motivating all my niggas
Who stuck in the city of Philly
We tryna go from the rags to riches
No fucking wit bitches
I filled her wit smoke like a chimney
I just been, counting this paper
Paying my dues
And they don't know one thing about it
They looking at me like I got it
Ain't no stopping
They just tryna make a profit
Look
The pesos, yea I got it
A fan base, I ain't buy it
The 24k, I got it
Imma be at the top wit the mountains
All of these bags
I got it
And all of my haters gon doubt me
Fuck it, imma be rich like Roddy
Watch me
Jealously coming wit enemies
Because I got it

Uh
Followers that hold me down
Aye
Even when they try to diss me
I call the gang and they sliding
Uh
All of these new rappers
Coming outta nowhere like a newborn be
Uh
My crew a stampede
You know you gon bleed
Like the movie Bambi
Uh
We da descendants of rap
So don't compare me to these niggas
Cuz I grew up on this shit
My pops retired he quit
And gave me the torch
I earned it, uh
I bet that you taking those lyrics
Not even writing em
So you don't feel me
I do this shit everyday up in Philly
Bitch I got it
I ain't ask for a penny

I just been motivating all my niggas
Who stuck in the city of Philly
We tryna go from the rags to riches
No fucking wit bitches
I filled her wit smoke like a chimney
I just been, counting this paper
Paying my dues
And they don't know one thing about it
They looking at me like I got it
Ain't no stopping
They just tryna make a profit
Look
The pesos, yea I got it
A fan base, I ain't buy it
The 24k, I got it
Imma be at the top wit the mountains
All of these bags
I got it
And all of my haters gon doubt me
Fuck it, imma be rich like Roddy
Watch me
Jealously coming wit enemies
Because I got it