Domo Genesis, Wiz Khalifa - Ground Up lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Domo Genesis, Wiz Khalifa - Ground Up lyrics]
I could never be a facade
That's just living in disguise
I'm only speaking what I'm
Envisioning in my eyes
Even Stevie seen the ribbon in the sky
So I'm focused on the prize
The real on the rise, I'm getting high
And these niggas say they fly
But I got a piece of mind
Fuck the lies - I'm still the
Fucking man behind the pride
I'm just happy I'm alive -
Crack a bottle to that young nigga
Big picture with the models to match
Young ladies that we slay and
We don't follow them back
And long flights, so excited
I won't bother to nap yea I made it huh
Yea I guess to the average man
Not a stroke of luck
Fuck the game cause I had a plan
Can't be a king if you got
A castle made of sand
I take it bit by bit - I'mma make it stand
These niggas never had a chance
Snowball effect, keep it rolling
Make it avalanche
Don't know why they hating on me
To fall, it's like they waiting on me
They told me that's they way it's gon' be
Everything you see, I did it on my own
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And homie I ain't ever gon' change
No matter how much money I make
And n'an nigga put me in the game
Everything you see, I did it on my own
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hold up, know that I'm fly if I'mma show up
Don't gotta roll, the joint already rolled up
The Bombay and Simply already po'ed up
They let us all in simply cause they know us
And count so much Benjies
Them shit's can't fold up
'Member niggas used to just want a Motorola
Now we order motors from overseas with
Manuals we can't even read
You claiming you this high
I fly where you can't even see
The wintertime get cold
Couple hours I change the degrees
Hater please, leather jacket, gator sleeves
Blowing all of mine
You taking all your time and saving trees
All the realest 'round me down to
Rep the gang with me
Heard I'm on my grind, it's going down
They taking knees
I'm still blazing weed, going places
Making cheese
And tryna keep these critics out my hair
Well not really cause I hear them talk
But really I don't care
All buds inclusive, all my cars exclusive
Runways and high grade pot music
That's just living in disguise
I'm only speaking what I'm
Envisioning in my eyes
Even Stevie seen the ribbon in the sky
So I'm focused on the prize
The real on the rise, I'm getting high
And these niggas say they fly
But I got a piece of mind
Fuck the lies - I'm still the
Fucking man behind the pride
I'm just happy I'm alive -
Crack a bottle to that young nigga
Big picture with the models to match
Young ladies that we slay and
We don't follow them back
And long flights, so excited
I won't bother to nap yea I made it huh
Yea I guess to the average man
Not a stroke of luck
Fuck the game cause I had a plan
Can't be a king if you got
A castle made of sand
I take it bit by bit - I'mma make it stand
These niggas never had a chance
Snowball effect, keep it rolling
Make it avalanche
Don't know why they hating on me
To fall, it's like they waiting on me
They told me that's they way it's gon' be
Everything you see, I did it on my own
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And homie I ain't ever gon' change
No matter how much money I make
And n'an nigga put me in the game
Everything you see, I did it on my own
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hold up, know that I'm fly if I'mma show up
Don't gotta roll, the joint already rolled up
The Bombay and Simply already po'ed up
They let us all in simply cause they know us
And count so much Benjies
Them shit's can't fold up
'Member niggas used to just want a Motorola
Now we order motors from overseas with
Manuals we can't even read
You claiming you this high
I fly where you can't even see
The wintertime get cold
Couple hours I change the degrees
Hater please, leather jacket, gator sleeves
Blowing all of mine
You taking all your time and saving trees
All the realest 'round me down to
Rep the gang with me
Heard I'm on my grind, it's going down
They taking knees
I'm still blazing weed, going places
Making cheese
And tryna keep these critics out my hair
Well not really cause I hear them talk
But really I don't care
All buds inclusive, all my cars exclusive
Runways and high grade pot music