K Seviin - We Did It

(Huh)
Im a rockstar nigga and I can't complain
Got the top down nigga in the fucking rain
I rock cashmere sweater and givenchy chains
You ain't got aim
Niggas tried to shoot and they missed
You in the way
You ain't never hit one time in ya life
You niggas they faking
Bitch keep calling me dark
Saying I'm satan
Buying it
Send me the backend
Everything fall into place
Bitch I hope you fall on your face
I ain't gon never go
I ain't go never go meet in the back of the place
I could pull up with a
I could pull up white a k spray
I could just hop out a
I could just hop out a
This is a wraith
My niggas pop out at
My niggas pop out at night and in day
Lowe givenchy
I went lowe balenci
I coulda paid tuition
I rather pay get you missing
I paved a way for the children
The dished got whipped in the kitchen
The bitch whipped dope like the kiddies
Nigga put the blame on us cause we did it
I'm pairing the bitches
For every one of my niggas
They saying they get it
I don't really think that they get it
Talk about the shit that we living
Talk bout the shit and we did it
Talking bout the shit that we getting
Talking bout the money we getting
Talking bout the shit that we do
Talking bout the shit and we gifted
Talk a lot of shit, you tripping
Talk about me yea I done it
All my niggas they gunning
And I ride with a hundred
Then he rode with an onion
And he rode running
Got pulled over for nothing
And he ain't do no talking
And he kept it 200
We taking trips out the country
We went to Paris and London for nothing
Young boy say he wan stay in the city
Got business to handle
He drumming the drummers
He keep a drum like percussion
Told him stay out trouble
They paying me double
I only gotta pay them to touch you
I only made a way out the struggle
And I put your bae in a shuffle
Bottega the rain in the puddle
He came with a shank and he cut him
Now you know that you bugging
You know I get fresher than bloody
You ain't talking no money
Wrap that boy up like a mummy
We really moved in a dungeon
My niggas shoot like Kentucky
Wiping your nose it was running
You niggas silly go lucky
He think he cool but he wasn't
They think they hot but they isn't
That's why I'm keeping my distance
This shit is for me it's written
I paved a way for the children
The dished got whipped in the kitchen
The bitch whipped dope like the kiddies
Nigga put the blame on us cause we did it
I'm pairing the bitches
For every one of my niggas
They saying they get it
I don't really think that they get it
Talk about the shit that we living
Talk bout the shit and we did it
Talking bout the shit that we getting
Talking bout the money we getting
Talking bout the shit that we do
Talking bout the shit and we gifted
Talk a lot of shit, you tripping
Im a rockstar nigga and I can't complain
Got the top down nigga in the fucking rain
I rock cashmere sweater and givenchy chains
And my swag so 100 I could never change

Written by:
Kameron Gullage

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