French Montana - Wave Gods (Intro) lyrics

We wasn't really doin' that sh** for money dog, we was in there. n***as in there talkin' about our lives, n***as is baldin' and n***as was like blood, we was doin' our sh**, that sh** was fun, we was doin' that sh** cause we believed in this sh**. So n***a don't really believe in this sh** anymore, it's like everything's wannabe if you come out with some sh** too, too heavy on these n***as... it's gonna fly over these n***a's heads. You know I'm sayin'? So I be like damn, like I don't know, like you know what I'm sayin'? I be tryna do it on these n***as, what you really wanna do? Like you might need some old conscious sh** man, I'm tellin' you [French Montana:] They threw me in the black hole, had to climb up Once Chinx pa**ed, I took some time off They hated on the wave now they ride the wave My baby momma trippin', tryna get my son to hate me Told me "watch out for Diddy he jerked every artist" But once I got with Diddy I bought my mom a marble Big homie right, it's lonely at the top f** rap, he got me right, millions on Ciroc And told Rozay happy b-day, kept it real with me Always kept 100, no where near 50 I got straight to the bank and as salam-u-alaikum Straight from the jungle to the lion's gate Never been a f**boy, you can ask Trina All the glimpse and chains, n***a belong to the game I was ridin' in the hoopty with the five choppers Now I'm ridin' in the Wraith, b**h with 5 Oscars I was tryna ball like Kyle Watson But the system knocked me down like Bernard Hopkins Sittin' in the crib dreamin' about G5 and Benzes Why street rap ain't sellin' like Kendrick? If I was you too, I would think I was illuminati Shoot the devil between the eyes for that new Bugatti Can't get to the money when hoes in the way Mac and Cheese 4 on the way Montana [Chris Brown:] Yeah these hoes, they all know my name Too many snakes around us, them bright lights are too fake Ooh, this fast money, what can I say? Don't believe that everyone's 1 hunna Jealousy could be from the one you love