Nolan B. - What They Say

(Them niggas)
(Them niggas)
(Them niggas)
(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)
(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)

They say that I can't make it mane
They say that a lot
New car, press start
And I just left off the lot
Fuck all your hate, fuck all your shade
You want just what I got
I don't need no support
See it's missing like my top, nigga

I'm a grown man
Started out from nothing
15s in my back
So you hear me coming
Samy name 'round yo woman and
All a sudden she runnin'
(Blushin')
Paid by the day imma need it on the
Front end
Now I'm in your face
Get up out the way
Got nothing else to say
She throw that ass back like bokay
I leave my jug without a trace
I might just buy her a new case
I put my hands below her waist
I love it how success it tastes
Mane, fuck what they say
I don't think about it
(Think about it)
Trying to go a catch a body
Chop ya head off like I know karate
Jet Li, Bruce Lee and
I'm smooth in the street
Tryna get it mane
(Yeah)

Fuck what they say
You wanna stop the money but I get it everyday
(Aye)
Throw it all away
Box 'em
Cassius Clay
Watch a nigga catch a fade
Do that by the day
(By the day, aye)

I need my money on time
On my Own Time
Baby girl, pick up the phone line
You know it's go time
Bought some shit the other day
Just to buy it
New weave
Watch her dye it
I'm so high think I'm a pilot
James Harden
I'm a rocket
Watch me blast off
I got my cash off
She wipe my dash off
Bath Salt
What these niggas taking?
I just wanna see you naked
I'm young and I'm poppin'
You can't change the topic
Trying to get that toppy
Call it sloppy topic, aye
Mama please don't waste all my
Cheese in the kitchen
Got these ratatouilles
See they fiends and they itchin'
Tru Jeans and the fitted
Tennessee and I'm winnin'
She a saint but she sinnin'
And my future already written

(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)
(They say you ain't gone make it yeah)
(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)
(They say you ain't gone make it yeah)

(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)
(They say you ain't gone make it yeah)
(Them niggas say you ain't gone make it)
(They say you ain't gone make it yeah)

They say that I can't make it mane
They say that a lot
New car, press start
And I just left off the lot
Fuck all your hate, fuck all your shade
You want just what I got
I don't need no support
See it's missing like my top, nigga

(Fuck what they say)
Tryna get that money mane
I get it by the day, aye
Throw it all away
Box 'em
Cassius Clay
Watch a nigga catch a fade
Do that by the day

(By the day, aye)
(By the day, aye)
(Get it by the day, aye)

Written by:
Marshal Borner

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