Bom, bom, bom, bom
Huh
Have you ever raised the value of everyone around you?
Have you ever been so high they got to down you?
Think pieces gettin
Have you ever been to Italy and eaten Italian?
Have you ever signed a deal that came with a medallion?
Have you ever booked the club and came with a battalion?
Have you been to Montana and seen the mountains?
Have you ever looked around and felt the profound sense of pride?
Have you ever had to hide where exactly you reside?
Have you been to the Waffle House on Northside?
Have you ever made a popstar wanna be your bride?
Have you hugged someone and they cried?
Have you had your heroes sit you down and give you the guide?
Have you ever spoken somethin
Or do you just talk about other people
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop
All this unsolicited advice from the guys gettin
For a quarter of my price
All this red carpet shit, brand partnerships
I must
No Sprite, but life givin
It
I lost the desire for bein
I can do that at the end of my life
You know the phrase is "Business before pleasure"
The pressure makes diamonds, and diamonds make more pressure
And so on and so forth, okay, I
And more records with more effort than ever before
I
They know the formula, just give him space and let him record
And just remember what he said on the chorus
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop
I know you feel love, feel shame, feel pride
I can see it in your eyes
I met a fan at work, he told me it
As if I
Niggas die every day, need us every day life
The women that you idolise can never play wife to me
When you done as many flights as me, long nights as me
Took as many left turns to make right as me
I
That
Yeah, you left somebody that you love at the bottom of a mountain
Had her Insta
Had her fly economy and make her change to private?
Seen your nigga get nicked, and then go
And catch a case just like him?
Brought her to the game and she ain
Probably
Am I sick if I say I like women with mileage
And trips to Knightsbridge?
Oh Jemima, trips in the park with my oldest rider
To test out the .9 like I loaned a striker
I
I don
But I
I
You can
You soon go broke, I see you blowin
Death row, you niggas down to your last meal
You ever signed a seven-figure deal and the birds quill?
Can
Forgotten birthdays, but remember your verse still, yeah
You ever fucked a super model and it sounds like skeletons dancin
You feel numb to the praise and the memories passin
You ever robbed someone and it sounds like askin
Didn
Had drugs, abuse perfumes tryna mask it (Bom, bom, bom, bom)
You ever lived the life of an artist, escapin
Fines and you
You can tell how she fucked by the way that she glancing
Your communication
And pretty women givin
I come with a pole, but she more Olivier than France is
You ever been—
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop givin
Stop