Tyga - 10 Million Dollar Mortgage lyrics

How's it feel to watch your bank account go from a zero To a million, I can tell you 'bout the feeling, I can tell you not Build for this sh**, my n***a you should leave the building Cause when we in the building you gotta be built for real sh** Real life d**h threats cause of my icy necklace, what You want my chain, will that take away your pain, f** it Take my watch, my rings and my Range My 10 million dollar mortgage, you still the same lame Motherf**er that ain't want it bad as I did, you ain't rap like I did You just say it how you want, but when we talking platinum n***a voice [?] Born and raised in L.A, we was 'Boyz N tha Hood' Yeah, I been turnt up, I been the noise in the hood Boys with the boys, jumping out on boys from the bush Yeah, now the hardest choice I make is which one should I push The Bentley or the Roll Royce, I grew up and got [?] I'm forever 'bout whatever yeah we ready for war I ain't dancing on the dope, what I'm selling is pure You fascinated with the flow I'm masturbating I'm stroking my ego, we know you mad I made it Being broke'll make you evil, the love of money will do the same Who to blame, either way I need a new Bugatti You been hating for a minute you need a new hobby You ain't getting paid off that sh**, you better lay off that sh**, bruh I fell in love making it rain on that b**h bruh Fell outta love I can't complain about that sh** tho You see my son yeah he the best of me, give him all the good of me Give y'all what's left in me, uh Appetite for destruction, I got the recipe Everybody eats, but we'll get to that later, let's get to this paper Cause you ain't doing sh** 'til you get to these haters Am I getting to you n***as, you getting rich off hating? sh**, then tell me how's it feel to watch your bank account go from a zero To a million, I can tell you 'bout the feeling, I can tell you not Build for this sh**, my n***a you should leave the building Cause when we in the building you gotta be built for real sh** Real life d**h threats I'm the overnight success what You want my fame, will that take away your pain, f** it Take my watch, my ring and my Range My 10 million dollar mortgage, you still the same lame Motherf**er that ain't want it bad as I did, you ain't rap like I did Ain't have to scrap like I did, ask them n***as from the set you ain't get back like I did When they lying on you sit back and laugh like I did Was my whole career you idea, why they hate me n***a I have no idea Back when I had no I.D they knew my name, all I ever knew how to do was do my thing Hate me now, motherf**er