Issues - Azizi Gibson, Big K.R.I.T.

We going up up and away

Money, ballin'

Always stylin'

Want it, got it

Like it, buy it

Cause a, riot

Nigga, quiet

Gotta try

Get the fuck from out my face

Pull up, pop up

She a starter

Don’t get caught up

You a baller

Aim smarter

Keep your feet up

I’m sorry that’s my motherfucking ego

I wanna grow up getting guwop

Boy, I would rather die than put you on

I’ve worked too hard for the mula

I used to live abroad with the cool ones

I feel like a star when it’s lit up

So you know there’s plenty hoes in the picture

Nah, we won’t tell a soul, my nigga

Your story’s getting old, go figure

I was sent to find you niggas

(I was sent to find all of you)

I’m here to remind you niggas

(I'm here to remind all of you, yeah) (I'm the Reaper)

I was sent to find you niggas

(I'm here to, here to, here to, here to)

Here to remind you niggas

I’m the Reaper

Money, ballin'

Always stylin'

Want it, got it

Want it, buy it

Cause a, riot

Nigga, quiet

Gotta try

Get the fuck from out my face

Pull up, pop up

She a starter

Don’t get caught up

You a baller

Aim smarter

Keep your feet up

I’m sorry that’s my motherfucking ego

That ballin' shit I been about since a youngin on the corner

Watching them old school cars, go creepin' by

Like I need one when I’m on it

Playin' the field, tryna come up on a mil'

Visible set with the grill

Crackin' the seal, pour this champagne till it’s spilled

Tell them bitches how I feel

Nothin' gon' hold me back

Fuck them niggas never cut them slack

Know my worth and go and double that

Never let my feelings get attached

Keep it one hundred from the start

Always get the money a la carte

Separate from the haters and the bitches

Cause I made a move, and I made it far, and I made a mark

And they devestated cause I’m elevated

Bought the section and they never made it

Red carpet, dreamin' on a hoe

See it, buy it then I let it show

Bust a band and I let it go

Bust a band and I throw some more

Want a thoroughbred for the steelo

That fell in love with my ego

Money, ballin'

Always stylin'

Want it, got it

Like it, buy it

Cause a, riot

Nigga, quiet

Gotta try

Get the fuck from my my face

Pull up, pop up

She a starter

Don’t get caught up

You a baller

Aim smarter

Keep your feet up

I’m sorry that’s my motherfucking ego