George W Lyrics

I tried to fall correctly

I tried to see if it would all be worth it evidently

But coming where I'm from, we got niggas who filled with envy

They resent me

They still hoping for the come-up

But against me, we ain't meeting up to talk it out

Kick it at your mama house

Asking in an interview

Don't know what you talking about

Keeping all it P tonight

Not gonna bring no drama out

Problems then and now, and that's a fact

Matter of fact, what we rapping about

Who we rapping to

Let's read the room

Divide the longitude and latitude

I'm way above my peers again

I swear I'm coming back for you

But that was my mistake

You can't be great if they still asking who

Better know the odds to this shit

Whatever cards you gon' get

And they switching up again

So play it smart how many niggas really coming to a show

Fuck it

I tried to fall correctly

But what's the point of falling, baby, if you gon' forget me

I tried to think if I ain't have it all, would you respect me

Wayne Gretzky, center of the ice

It's a dead sea

Pause that

I'm all that

And everything against me

If Noah said it's up in smoke, we toast it with a medley

There's a few niggas out here who could actually offend me

Just a grain of salt, cause dead Prezzy's represent me

Hold on

I'm out for presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me

I'm out for

Bottomless mimosas on a Sunday, recapping the weekend

If I was you, I'd stick the truth when I'm actually speaking

In other words, I'm daring niggas to actually mean whatever's in they raps

Instead of trying to be what people thinking

Guess I gotta be the figure these niggas believe in

The genius, the true heir from the garden of Eden

The only one to snatch the fruit for all my people eating

Penthouse views raise a dollar whenever they reaching

Ask myself if I'll fall for the people I'm leading

Like is this dream worth achieving with my team depleting

Like is it wrong to watch them struggle just to make it even

When I jump right into this puddle while you dip your feet in

Like what we rapping bout? Who we rapping to

Let's read the room, divide what's good for you and bad for you

If you was facing doom, how many suckers here gone bat for you

How many land on they life for either half of you

I feel conflicted when I wonder what my dad would do

Would he revert the street ways, the problematic move

I feel it climbing in some days, a change of attitude

Like how these niggas getting paid with only half my moves

This Paul and Tyson, yeah we love em, but you know who lose

I'm really trying to keep it humble, but we know the truth

You fill them pockets with them deads, I bet you own the room

You fill them pockets with them deads, I bet you own the room