More songs by Gucci Mane
Description
Main Artist: Gucci Mane
Producer: Zaytoven
Composer Lyricist: Radric Davis
Lyrics and translation
Original
Schoolboy. Yeah.
What's happening? Huh, huh.
Nigga, I hate to see you up.
Huh.
Tell the truth, you went out like a real crash diamond.
And after all that, boy you still signed to me? I'm like Birdman and nigga this my Cash Money.
And your fat ass flanking, he a stone cold janky.
You know I got my bread up, I always keep my head up. I thought it was a business meeting, but it was a set up.
I walk in the room, you can feel the pressure building.
Niggas dap me up, the whole time they plotting against me. I don't take it personal, for me it's only business.
And I don't wanna conversate if it ain't 'bout no millions.
What don't kill you make you stronger, don't bite the hand that feeds you.
My money keep getting longer, now these haters goddamn need you. You know I gotta move tactical, every move magical.
And I'm from East Atlanta, but the diamonds come from Africa.
They love you when you broke, but they hate you when you winning.
And when you take a loss is when the haters get to grinning. It's all on you, can't be wearing no disguises.
You play stupid games, then you win stupid prizes.
Some people like to take a nigga kindness for weakness. I pulled up on business, but y'all was on some weak shit.
The artist and the CEO, I wear a lot of hats.
They smile in your face, then they stab you in your back. You learned from your daddy, so I guess that it's hereditary.
I'm that same nigga that put money on your commissary. A nigga set up the play like
Suge Knight did with Dre.
But I ain't Eazy-E, nigga, and this ain't back in the day. This 1017 the label, I built this shit from the ground. And I'd be damned if
I let a nigga take my shit down.
Pressure on my chest, but I still ain't pressed.
Pen to the paper, but it's under duress. Read between the lines, I don't settle for less.
Step up to the plate, my nigga, life is a test. Man they on that broke shit and I'm a rich ass exec.
The head nigga in charge, it's my name on the check.
Niggas jealous of me dawg, remind me of my ex. Another day, another dollar, onto the next. Schoolboy.
I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold. I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold.
Pussy. I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold.
My heart turned cold, my heart turned cold. I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold.
I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold. Pussy.
Keep that fake love, I don't want it no more. My heart turned cold, my heart turned cold. CEO.
1017 for life. Big Gucci.
This for all the crash diamonds out there.
I don't know what the fuck you thought.
Still getting money.
This ain't that.
It's 1017.
Scoochie.
Brr, brr.
Wop.
I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold.
I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold. I done been betrayed, now my heart turned cold.
My heart turned cold, my heart turned cold