Guiding Me Lyrics

Yea, yea

Took a while to find my place

Bitch I work hard everyday

Smoke that good Maryjane

I don't got too much to say

Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak

The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory

Yes I run this shit

It's too easy like a track to me

I got some people that I love

And I make sure they fucking eat

A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be

But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me

They said I'm going too crazy yea it's like I got some god in me

But no it's not just me if you believe then there's some god in you

You can do whatever you want, fuck who doubted you

If nobody told you today, then I'm proud of you

I just hit the store then I got myself some Prada shoes

But yes this shit is in me it's not on me

Know that I can't lose

I been through so much fucking shit you don't even got a clue

But I now make some money yea I'm just steady trying to improve

Myself, I been working on my health

And I'm stacking up my wealth

Windows tinted yes I'm stealth

Want to be like me got to be your self

Don't run from fear but run from 12

I don't plan on staying on the shelf

Yes I did this all by myself and you know I had no help

And they hate when I say that 'cause everybody want a piece of this

I told them I would be right here and they doubted now just picture this

I remember sleeping on the floor but I wake up at the the Ritz

I just pulled up to the show and your bitch made me sign her tits

I'm sitting under trees and smoking them bitch I been elevated

I been on my grind bitch, every move is calculated

I slide on these beats yea, you know I decapitate them

And when that bag come in, yea you know that I'm just celebrating

Yea, I look around and I see hella hating

Yea, my success yea there's no debating

Yea, when it come to time know that I'm not wasting

Took a while to find my place

Bitch I work hard everyday

Smoke that good Maryjane

I don't got too much to say

Sike, I got some fucking facts to speak

The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory

Yes I run this shit

It's too easy like a track to me

I got some people that I love

And I make sure they fucking eat

A devil or an angel yea neither I don't claim to be

But yes I got some angels yea and I know that they guiding me