Justin Stone - Arenas lyrics

I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way
I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe, I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way

I left my job for this dream
Crazy it seems but I somewhat on top
Funny how girls that curved me in my inbox
Say now they wanna give a homie some top
Baby just stop, I don't got no time
Even though dang it you fine


My pride is too high yeah my ego too big
I don't mess with gold diggers 'ight
Hole digging like I was a zero
I came in a no name but leaving a hero
My songs getting played like a
Nice guy in high school
Your album won't even hit singles
I hit the top 25, what did you do?
I would be hating If i were you too
Track that I murder y'all don't got a clue
And I had the revolver but I didn't shoot
I didn't quit, I stayed loyal to this
Not like your girl when I slide in the DM's
Funny how I was the joke growing up
But now everyone back home
They wish could be him
I am exposing you fakes
Told you I got what it takes
Close to the best, so I raise up the stakes
Whipping up sauce like A-1 on my plate
Ohio my state, all for my town
No competition, I'm holding it down
Brought you the fire, they ignite the loud
I ain't be smoking but light up my town
Wearing some Nike or Vans
Everyone saying back at it again
Used to get 7's now I'm getting 10's
Whipping my Chevy like it was a Benz yeah

I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way
I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe, I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way

Stepping up levels that y'all couldn't reach
I had the vision that y'all couldn't see
I had the ethic and grind that
No college ever could teach
I hit the gas on you lames, 0 to 60
When I leave town, yeah
I know that she miss me
Will I text back, well that's a 50 50
'Cause some of these girls out to get me
I have been acting so dumb right when I cum
I'm like oh wow that stupid
I look for these women on Tinder
Really I should be waiting for Cupid
I have been shot with the arrow
In love with the mix
We could get married and make model kids
Come home to you making food at my crib
If that's not the life it's
As sweet as it gets
Yeah they want what I got
She call me daddy, I told her to stop
Girl we in public, don't sound like a thot
Cause if TMZ hear us then we getting caught
Yeah, walk around LA like Bieber
In my long tee with some plain white sneakers
I got the vans y'all popping the Xans
Your girl hit me up but no
Sir I don't need her
Pull up, I hop in the Uber
Say, "What up, how is your day?"
I am too friendly man, what can I say?
I am a nice guy but still I get laid
Saying I can't give out anymore free
They want a feature then I better see
At least 4 digit's or I gotta leave
I need a good girl but want me a freak, yeah

I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way
I throw it like Brady, I serve it like Venus
Yeah
Maybe, just maybe, I'll sell out arenas, yeah
Out in LA who really cares what you say, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it, yeah
I'm 'bout to make it
Homie, better get out my way