Confetti

Album: 4Eva Is A Mighty Long Time (2017)
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  • Your confetti ain't even heavy nigga
    Got the win, I want the record nigga
    What's a crown if you don't protect it nigga?
    What's a name if they don't respect it nigga?
    Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy

    These niggas fucking up the game
    This shit is so suspicious
    You ain't buy it all unless you blew a ticket
    All up in the VIP, but you ain't fuck them bitches
    I'ma ball all summer just to flex for Christmas
    Angel wings on the doors, I gotta suplex em'
    Money don't make you fly, that's just my perspective
    Running up the score just to expose a bluff
    'Cause nowadays gettin' a win just ain't enough
    Fuck the check up last week, I got a new agenda
    The last time I couldn't buy some shit?
    I can't remember
    The last time I fucked the world, I must've bust the center
    I bought a crib and set that bitch on top of Mt. Olympus
    When you living that high up, it's hard to see the tension
    I'm only selling game, I'm all out of simping
    Grip the foreign like a trophy, gotta hold it steady
    Fuck your party when your confetti ain't even heavy nigga

    Got the win, I want the record nigga
    What's a crown if you don't protect it nigga?
    What's a name if they don't respect it nigga?
    Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy

    We all off in the club like Sincere in Belly
    Can't even drink my liquor, money on my celly
    Account it like you got a check, spend it when you ready
    I'm giving niggas hell, pray I go to heaven
    Nailing in they coffin, the cost of them being off it
    Balling since Iverson crossed you
    Winner's circle, my office
    Fucking off with these wins
    You fucking up with this loss
    Waiter forgot my season, I'm glad that they throwin' that salt
    Might just throw a toss and holla fuck it
    'Cause when your wrist game know the grip changed
    Nigga buckets
    Chip rain in the strip game, hoes will bust it
    Snakes come, chop they heads off
    Kobe clutching on a meal ticket
    Motherfuck you if you feel different
    I caught a break, no debate, and you still fishing
    The genie out the bottle and you still wishing
    Know my downfall 'cause you petty

    Confetti ain't even heavy nigga
    Got the win, I want the record nigga
    What's a crown if you don't protect it nigga?
    What's a name if they don't respect it nigga?
    Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy Writer/s: Darhyl Camper, Justin Lewis Scott
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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