1st Round Draft Pick
by Ace Hood
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Verse 1
Crib worth a mill I'm the one like the Matrix
Million dollar nigga bitch started from the basement
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Feeling like a first round draft pick
Hell nah I don't owe a nigga nothing
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Verse 2
You mad 'cause a nigga getting rich haa
Dropping them hits after hits haa
Verse 3
I'm feeling myself, I'mma take me a selfie
Fuck being rich boy, I'm tryna be wealthy
Beast in the gym I'm just tryna stay healthy
Real niggas all around the world gotta feel me
Word on the street lame niggas wanna end me
They jealous, they mad, they suffer from envy
Been drinking too much I hope I don't lose a kidney
Throw a couple bands it come back real quickly
Dope nigga, Ace flow like I'm in the bando
Hot boy they know, clips full of ammo
Jumping out the foreign, diamonds jumping out the faces
Tell my niggas fuck it, throw 'em back to the basics
Verse 4
Crib worth a mill I'm the one like the Matrix
Million dollar nigga bitch started from the basement
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Feeling like a first round draft pick
Hell nah I don't owe a nigga nothing
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Verse 5
You mad 'cause a nigga getting rich haa
Dropping them hits after hits haa
Verse 6
How does it feel to be chosen, I am the one who was chosen
I am not laundry or clothing, it ain't no way I am folding
Put some 'Respek' on my name, they throwing salt on the game
Whipping that Wraith like a slave, whipping that Wraith like a slave
Got a whole lotta problems, got a whole lotta hate, shit came with the moolah
One thousand dollars on my light bill, gotta give thanks my jewler
I could've hit you girl already man, let a nigga stop being petty
Thirty inch rims on the Chevy, got a hundred round drum for your bestie
Fuck nigga freeze 'em, fuck nigga freeze 'em
A1 sauce, eatin' well with the T-bone
Touring 'round the world nigga screaming "Hood Nation"
That's a whole lotta grinding and a whole lotta patience
Verse 7
Crib worth a mill I'm the one like the Matrix
Million dollar nigga bitch started from the basement
A nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Feeling like a first round draft pick
Hell nah I don't owe a nigga nothing
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
That's why, a nigga can't tell me shit
Verse 8
You mad 'cause a nigga getting rich haa
Dropping them hits after hits haa
Verse 9
Man, a nigga can't tell me shit
Man, a nigga can't tell me shit
Tell a hater suck my dick
Broke niggas make me sick

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Writer(s):Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC,
Copyright: ANTOINE MCCOLISTER



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