See It Thru My Boy (Slowed & Throwed) Lyrics

I'm at the highest floor where I'm living at

Too many times I thought about jumping off the balcony

Hitting the cement and going splat

But what good would that do

If I didn't leave you a body of work

To show you my progression grew

God like to call my cap

And the Devil like to bluff

I'd be on by now if I was selfish as you lil fucks

How much money and love I done gave to you niggas suck

I should claim you all on my taxes

Biden boost it up

This not a confessional

My gossip can get juicier

These niggas egos be bigger

Than all the moves they step

Real Stepper I am

I lost my desire to spread my racks

And flex all on the gram

My priorities shifted to the thoughts

Of me being as rich as I can

My momma told me she raised a star

Only child had to adapt to my friends

No brothers, no sisters, but developed a clan

SGE

Squad Goals Entertainment on your tv

If it wasn't for SouljaBoy,

Swaggdaddy wouldn't be me

Give me my roses

Give me my space

I'm taking some time

I'm saying my grace

Prayed for prosperity

Food on the plates

Got more than enough

I'm thankful I'm straight

Give me my roses

Give me my space

I'm taking some time

I'm saying my grace

Prayed for prosperity

Food on the plates

Got more than enough

I'm thankful I'm straight

The 1 of 1

King of Dons

Sipping Dom Perignon

Late nights into early morning

Hoping I can raise a toast

To the black excellence

I'm putting on good times

With loved ones

This is heaven sent

The moment of truth

Defining our deepest of rare sentiment

I hope is all love

I want these bars to be

Inspiration for all thugs

Scammers, trappers, rappers, and all plugs

Talk to that Nigga, I know he going thru it

Uplift his mental and tell him don't fret on the simplicities of life

Lost in the sauce you can see in his eyes

He waiting on a come up

Just keep waiting on it's coming

Keep running, the struggle work harder than you

It's been haunting this generation for years

Ain't no friendly ghosts my nigga ain't no Caspers round here

You gotta tackle your fears

How you think millionaires got money

Exchanging gossip with peers

I'm at Caesars Palace, eating $50 tuna that's seared

My bitch want her body done

And I'm thinking bout the veneers

Once I changed up my mental

Every thing became top tier

Give me my roses

Give me my space

I'm taking some time

I'm saying my grace

Prayed for prosperity

Food on the plates

Got more than enough

I'm thankful I'm straight

Give me my roses

Give me my space

I'm taking some time

I'm saying my grace

Prayed for prosperity

Food on the plates

Got more than enough

I'm thankful I'm straight

You can be as straight as you wanna be

You think niggas aint never been down bad

You know how many niggas got off they ass

And then went and got some cash

I aint tryna rap to you, I'm tryna talk to you

If you hear me I need you to listen

If you listening I need you to pay attention

Its multi-faceted process

You gotta do everything in one order

You can't miss no steps to get to the top

You gotta work hard for what you want

You wanna keep achieving your goals

You gotta strive for em, make room to expel all the negative energy

I promise you that's gonna get you to where you gotta go

Don't be on that bullshit, GOD don't like no bullshitters

When the last time you heard a bullshitter get into heaven.