Gotta Have It

Lyrics

[Intro] Said my big brother just told me, "Go in, just don't play with these niggas" You heard me? [Chorus] My brother told me take advantage of that talent The teacher used to kick me out of class for rappin' She told me I'd be in a cage or a casket I told the ho that I'd be up on stage with a Grammy I'm really roguish, I come from a broken family I'm really focused, bitch, that bag, I gotta have it Yeah, I gotta have it Bitch, I'm focused, bitch, that bag, I gotta have it [Verse] Ever since I came out the womb, I been one deep Pistol on me, I ain't never let no nigga punk me Bitch, we stuck off in the trenches livin' off of lunch meat They like, oh, how the fuck a rose grow from concrete? Smokin' loud got my eyes lookin' like I'm Chun Li Parkside Hotboy, bitch, we stayed on the front street We don't wrestle with our tongues, bitch, we let them guns speak This for my section and my wards who got weapons in they cars Even though that you a felon, you still a blessing from God I'm just reppin' where I'm steppin', I really reppin' it hard And if my niggas ain't rich, then I don't wanna be rich And if my niggas ain't lit, then I don't wanna be lit Bitch, we was in that jungle, really hungry and shit Bitch, we was in the bottom really homeless and shit Never had a wallet, Glock hang out the top of my boxers This how I'm rockin', in the bottom, it ain't no other option Uncle asked me for a bump and I'm like, "Unc', I ain't got it" Just let me jugg through the hood and if it's good, then I got you I was raised in the trap where they slang it for the low Bedroom full of dope with a blanket over the door All you can smell is the coke when my auntie open the door And my uncle off the chain, he throw the dope in the dope 'Fore you jump off in them trenches, bitch, you better have a rope I know a lot of niggas that done lost hope up in that Co [Chorus] My brother told me take advantage of that talent The teacher used to kick me out of class for rappin' She told me I'd be in a cage or a casket I told the ho that I'd be up on stage with a Grammy I'm really roguish, I come from a broken family I'm really focused, bitch, that bag, I gotta have it Yeah, I gotta have it Bitch, I'm focused, bitch, that bag, I gotta have it