Jay Makeinit - Derrick Rose Lyrics

I can't meet you out of state I gotta move on
Shawty feel some type of way bout how I did her wrong
Imma tell you how I feel when I write these songs
They say this shit is real when it comes from the bottom
I ain't got no time to waste I gotta take off
I been grinding hard for days ignoring my thoughts
People hating on me because of how I came this far
Yeah they thought I would've failed cause I wasn't on the charts
Cause I was tryna get a message across
Not worried about the fame or the broads and the cars
That's why I learn from every lesson that I take in a loss
Imma be a CEO or a boss
Cause I gotta stack it up before we all die
Remember days we was bummy now we all fly
Dropping checks in the stores without a co-sign
Fucking too many hoes I think it's my prime
I was doing like 100 down to Anaheim
Paper coming I ain't never stressed the resupply
Feeling like Derrick in the garden how my Rose shine
Niggas be hating caused I popped it on my own time
Remember driving in the Honda
I was on the freeway I crashed the whip I hop out and call my Momma
I just gotta let her know that I'm safe
If I don't we have a problem
She conversating with my dad about my income
Cause I been stacking up my wealth and I am not done
Gotta make sure that my name is not forgotten
Cause my money adding up but I still feel the same
Writing all this music just to meddle all the pain
Shopping for some cars I'm tryna cop the range
Used to settle for the less but now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
Cause I gotta stack it up before we all die
Remember days we was bummy now we all fly
Dropping checks in the stores without a co-sign
Fucking too many hoes I think it's my prime
I was doing like 100 down to Anaheim
Paper coming I ain't never stressed the resupply
Feeling like Derrick in the garden how my Rose shine
Niggas be hating caused I popped it on my own time

I can't meet you out of state I gotta move on
Shawty feel some type of way bout how I did her wrong
Imma tell you how I feel when I write these songs
They say this shit is real when it comes from the bottom
I ain't got no time to waste I gotta take off
I been grinding hard for days ignoring my thoughts
People hating on me because of how I came this far
Yeah they thought I would've failed cause I wasn't on the charts
Cause I was tryna get a message across
Not worried about the fame or the broads and the cars
That's why I learn from every lesson that I take in a loss
Imma be a CEO or a boss
Cause I gotta stack it up before we all die
Remember days we was bummy now we all fly
Dropping checks in the stores without a co-sign
Fucking too many hoes I think it's my prime
I was doing like 100 down to Anaheim
Paper coming I ain't never stressed the resupply
Feeling like Derrick in the garden how my Rose shine
Niggas be hating caused I popped it on my own time
Remember driving in the Honda
I was on the freeway I crashed the whip I hop out and call my Momma
I just gotta let her know that I'm safe
If I don't we have a problem
She conversating with my dad about my income
Cause I been stacking up my wealth and I am not done
Gotta make sure that my name is not forgotten
Cause my money adding up but I still feel the same
Writing all this music just to meddle all the pain
Shopping for some cars I'm tryna cop the range
Used to settle for the less but now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
But now I wanna change
Cause I gotta stack it up before we all die
Remember days we was bummy now we all fly
Dropping checks in the stores without a co-sign
Fucking too many hoes I think it's my prime
I was doing like 100 down to Anaheim
Paper coming I ain't never stressed the resupply
Feeling like Derrick in the garden how my Rose shine
Niggas be hating caused I popped it on my own time