Текст песни Like Dat - Fahwill feat. B.$.P.

When I Walk up in the spot
Like that insta fliter I bling
And I don't need a single diamond
Why it's just the ores aura I bring
I be chillin with the angels high
They be guiding these dreams
And I would recommend you thank em
Twice they be saving yo team

In state or out of state
i'm rolling godda go get it
I was skating on that interstate
Now i'm slide on pigeons
Niggas looking at my dinner plate
Like I'm eating truffles out in Venice
This ain't shit but some lil steak
Why you getting pressed over picture

While you trippin
I be flipping I just doubled up my my last
I told brodie I ain't sipping
I still double cup my glass
Shawty with me hella tipsy
I got both on that hands that ass
She a thicky, hella pretty
Got these bitch niggas blow bags

This sound dissy I ain't dissin
I'm jus showing off my class
But don't get trippin cuz it's with me
I got extra rounds in this mag
Since a youngin we was with it
Me and some old ghost playing tag
I was riding round In my city in a
North face with that mask

You say you say really got it momma
Show me something
You say you cracking seals well nigga pour up Something
Bro I came out the field I'm on
It's all or nothing
You try to stop this shit i'm on
I'll press that button
You wonna cross that line
But you ain't like that
You wonna still this shine
But you ain't like that
Them boys don't ever spin cuz
We spin right back
Yo dawgs don't count on you
Cuz you ain't Like that

Really want them proud of me
Remember when they doubted me

I come straight outta poverty
I DID commit some robberies

They THOUGHT that I was over
But it's FUCK all they apologies

I'm never changing who I am
I'm bein who I gotta be

Put the crown up on me now
Im fulfilling all these prophecies

Our goal is get this money
And invest it in some property

If they call they self "my brother"
Best believe that they gon rock wit me

I pull up to the trenches
Best believe I gotta choppa wit me

And I'll never sell my soul
I jus stand tall on my own

I'm still hurtin
Since you left us
I stood ten toes for my bro's

Ain't no one thing
That could change it
Rather cut off all my toes

And go back to trappin ounces
While I'm bare feet in the snow