Welcome to the Rodeo

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, ayy [Chorus] I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose Long nights, I sold drugs just to hit the studio Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo [Verse 1] Shawty wanna fuck me 'cause a nigga wearin' gold I came up and made it happen, I was trappin' by the store Big dope inside this Backwood case, this nigga want smoke Do me dirty, I'ma find you, lay your ass out on the floor Nineteen with a bag, I got rich by myself Rather do this shit alone, I wasn't askin' for no help They keep askin' how I'm winnin' with the card that I was dealt Boy, I worked hard for this seat and I ain't bucklin' my belt Call my brother on the phone, he said, "Broski, you a star" I said, "Brother, hold it down, soon we'll all be livin' large" And it's crazy how last year was sellin' coke out my garage Now I'm in a good position for this life, can't sabotage [Chorus] I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho (Hell nah) I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros (Gang) Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole (Bu-bu, bu) Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe (I ain't let nobody tell me—) Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo [Verse 2] I got tattoos on my face, I use that shit as motivation (Phew, phew) I could never get a job, so for my dream, I'm dedicated For a second lost myself, I was too busy gettin' faded Now they see me out in public and be knowin' what my name is All these rappers want the clout and the life of bein' famous I just wanna be stable, tell my family we made it I was comin' for my spot, a young nigga had to be patient Now I'm runnin' up these bands, can hit the island for vacation I've been shittin' on my haters, you could say I'm constipated Five racks on this 'fit just to stunt while I'm in Vegas Gnarcotic on my body, shout out to my nigga Caleb (Gang) Young niggas got the cake up, now these bitches wanna date us (Gang, gang, gang) [Chorus] I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros (Hell nah) Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole (That pole) Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe (We ain't eatin' that shit) Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo (Phew, phew, phew)