When To Say When

Yeah, somebody on

Somebody hit me today and they were like:

"Nah, just make sure, you know

You tell me what to do when I get there, you know?" ( June, you're a genius)

I said, I respect it, no problem

I got all these blessings, just to give it to others anyway

Know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, my hands always open, for real

Ayy, thirty-three years, I gave that to the game

Thirty-three mil, I'll save that for the rain

Five hundred weeks, I fill the charts with my pain

Five hundred mil' and I fall back in the 6ix

Finally give you niggas the space you need to exist

Michael Jackson shit, but the palace is not for kids

Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live

Brought a few Ws to the 6ix

Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is

Baby, Wayne and Tez responsible for this shit

Half the time, I question my consciousness in this shit

Other times, I question if compliments are legit

Full-time, I'm out here confident as a bitch

Tryna make good on the promises that I give

Tryna make sure my accomplices are legit

Register the business in my brother's name

Thirty-five hunnid in the pocket, that should cover things

Certified loverman, trappin' out the motherland

Always move right, so my watch is on the other hand

She can try and play it down now, but she was a fan

People wanna know what's in my pockets, they don't understand

My assistant always findin' Percocet and rubber bands

Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans

Word to Sandra Graham, no one love you like your mother can

I watched Michael Rubin win a million off a couple hands

I decide what to see next like it's on demand

I decide what to be next like I'm switchin' plans

I'ma tell you what you feel next like the weatherman

I will split heads and break necks for my little man

6 God, prayin' hands like I'm a religious man

But I'm just a sicker man (Six, six, six), wicked man

Look, we can argue back and forth, but who's the richer man?

Isn't that what matters in this world that we livin' in?

Payin' those dividends, snakes stay slitherin'

How you plan to make it to the top by just fittin' in?

How you plan to take a nigga's spot by just givin' in?

How you gon' treat this shit like you gon' get to live again?

How you gettin' hype off one hit? Do that shit again

How you got a manager you met after you got the win?

Bet you got some niggas that'll love you to the bitter end

Bet you got somebody that's just smarter than your other friends

Give 'em a percentage, see what happens to your blessin's then

You just need to stay close to your people

That was there when others could've been

Then when others should've been

Got a nigga starin' at the game like, "Damn coach, put him in"

But you never listen, so you niggas goin' wood again

Got us in the crib, talkin' 'bout what niggas coulda been, shoulda been

And I got your girl on the second floor, beggin' me to put it in

And it's not because all of the money that you wouldn't spend

And it's not because I set it up to try and get revenge

It's because you niggas insecure, you ain't made men

It's because, even though you hate on me, we stay friends

It's because you niggas never learn when to say when, yeah

For real

Facts, you know what I'm sayin'?

Hahaha, yeah