Tats on My Arm lyrics

by

Jeremih


[Intro: Rick Ross]
Ambition is a way of life
It's a mindset
Follow me

[Chorus: Rick Ross & Wale]
Tats all on my arm, b*tch all on my mind
I got stacks all in my charm
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition, n*gga
I'm just so gifted
Look where that sh*t get ya
Okay, tats all on my arm, these dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For that paper, I'mma grind
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition

[Verse 1: Wale]
I ain't with the talking
See, I'm just trying to focus
Cause the loudest n*gga in the room is usually the brokest
Tryna stay clear of my foes
And these shape-shifting hoes
Y'all can't stick to no G code
See them snakes show when you mow
Get my taste from all of my b*tches
My mates calling me gifted
February cold as my heart
That's why your date is probably missin'
'Le Folarin be trippin'
Man I take cigars, start fillin'
I got a green bag with them blue strands
Man I smoke that Marjorie Simpson
Got a broken heart that needs fixin'
And I don't rely on no b*tches
And I don't reply to most BBMs
So when you see an "R", don't be trippin!
MMG obviously winning
n*gga talk, but shorty we live it
And I swear, my Lord, I been down to earth
But most times I'm not, I be lifted
[Chorus: Rick Ross & Wale]
Tats all on my arm, b*tch all on my mind
I got stacks all in my charm
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition, n*gga
I'm just so gifted
Look where that sh*t get ya
Okay, tats all on my arm, these dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For that paper, I'mma grind
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition

[Verse 2: Wale]
I ain't with the rappin'
I'm just trying to focus
Cause the loudest n*gga in the room is usually the brokest
Tats all on my arm, these hoes say I'm that bomb
Three J's took me this high
6 O's pay for my car
3M's on my New Balance
I'm here to shine when I'm tracking
What you doing when Ross drop a hundred thousand
And you know you supposed to be stacking!
I should Michael Jordan these rappers
Man I'm twice as cold as these rappers (Haha, hold up)
Let me wipe my nose with these rappers
And I like the hoes that need passion
And I like my girls with ambition
See money talk and these days
You thought that shorty wasn't listening?
You ain't dreaming dog, you ain't living
Even when I'm sleep, I got vision
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
I don't fiend for beef: I eat b*tches
[Chorus: Rick Ross & Wale]
Tats all on my arm, b*tch all on my mind
I got stacks all in my charm
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition, n*gga
I'm just so gifted
Look where that sh*t get ya
Okay, tats all on my arm, these dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For that paper, I'mma grind
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
That's my ambition, n*gga
It's my ambition
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