Invite Only

Ok they don't want it they one hundred we one million

Got it I flaunt it, not crazy just passion

All apart of God's planning preordained from the jump and I promise to never lose it

Pick your poison paper hungry like Pookie how I need it give me my money it just keep calling

Bitches hoeing on my homies trying to get me to beat it

Never knowing that the plan was to pass 'em like back then

FaceTime shorty call it how I see it

Ever since mama said the street lights we had to beat them

This shit is fire like that light switch laced to your backside

This got me feeling like that time I got my first kiss, Recess shorty Allenwood Elementary

Truth or dare I need the cutest girl to put these lips on and luckily I was the cutest guy it won't no problem

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up to had to act right

I wonder if she knew that boy grew up to live that rap life

Ain't as rich as I wanna and can still loan her something

Ain't these bitches for everybody that be on to something

Ain't everybody that's onto something live a lonely struggle

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need your input shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

It's my party invite only

Pardon me partner I'm too busy staying polished

Meanwhile my conscious telling me I'm too modest

I let you niggas think that I was slipping cause of the singing and positivity

Well that ain't right

See I'm still that same mamma fucker that will have your baby mama sending confirmation numbers for them flights

See yall do it on say and we do it on sight

And we in it for life then yall in it for likes

That's why I'm in it for keeps and yall barely keeping up

I should put yall on my will most yall niggas is my kids

Wonder how your daddy feel to know his baby boy ain't his

Wonder why yo mom ain't tell him what it was from the beginning

So it's back to the cheese like wipe that smile off yo face

And all I want is my credit when it comes to Father's Day

So you can hop off my meat land on another wave

We never playing it safe when we know that Jesus can save us

'Til then...

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need your input shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

It's my party invite only

Three ounces in the ziplock

This underground hip hop

Bought the Ferrari drizzop the city's streets is hizzot

The A/C on full blast chilling as I roll pass

Only dope we slang as long as supplies last

Though I never run out we got stacks to gain

All the antics and thangs and gun cabinets they hang

In case you try to bring it and assuming we can't hang

We assemble quickly dismantle your whole gang

Proceed to board the plane the pilot's my main man

So it's nothing to us living like the Gold Rush

I once rode the bus but now I drive a Rolls

Pull up to my tour bus pick up bags on a roll

What you know bout slanging your lyrics like dope

Real shit they pay me for so you never see me broke

Understand what you niggas getting a little culture from two of coldest living

It's just me and my homies, invite only

We don't need you input shorty

We want money, we don't want fame

I don't need your outlook on me

I'm just living no sideline watching

I'm just pimping while my side bitch watching

God bless the real, death to all the phonies

It's my party invite only