Jealous lyrics

[Intro]
What its go come in with a verse?

[Chorus]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of sh*t that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These n*ggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These n*ggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These n*ggas jealous

[Verse 1]
Haters coming faster then I ever seen them come before
Racks on racks they say I was a one hit wonder, where I go
To the top where I belong, I'm from the corner slanging stones
20 mixtapes in a year, you know the type of sh*t I'm on
Fly sh*t only, that's just the code that I live by
Tell me I can't do it, it won't work, and Ima' still try
Try to hold me back and doubted me, they did it several times
You can never underestimate a n*gga like my kind
I'ma rebel, I'ma warrior, and I'll destroy ya
All these dues I paid you go need more than a judge of lawyers
You put my back against the wall, Ima' come out standing tall
[Chorus]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of sh*t that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These n*ggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These n*ggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These n*ggas jealous

[Verse 2]
Money multiplying, soon flatline
Yall n*ggas can't even see me in the daytime
Bank' America on speed dail', I'm eatin' now
Stacking every penny just in case I go to war with yall
I'm just a young hood n*gga with a lot of class
And I'm swagging you n*ggas, body bags
You see the way I perform, these girls is loving my charm
I love my city and they love me back
My chain looking like a camera when it flash
I'm hungry for that money, and I'm getting cash
I'm in that big body with 200 on the dash

[Chorus]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of sh*t that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These n*ggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These n*ggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These n*ggas jealous
[Verse 3]
You want that Hermes sh*t, I got it for ya
You want that YSL, I got it for ya
I went from rags to riches and now I'm spoiled
I know some Freeband Gang n*ggas who loyal
They said we wouldn't be sh*t, but some finessers
Now we pulling up in them fully loaded compressors
And now the tables have turned, I moved on
It ain't no animosity, I moved on
And they don't wanna see you make it where I come from
And they don't like it that I'm famous no uh uh
You need to take a look at what I dun become
How many n*ggas you know can turn nothing into something

[Chorus]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of sh*t that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These n*ggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These n*ggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These n*ggas jealous