Wall Street Capo Lyrics

I can't believe it myself man

Twelve singles, numerous music videos, gang of freestyles

Competed and made it to the semifinals and

The final four of these contests several times

But you know what? I ain't done. My team ain't done

We ain't done, I got my eyes set on growin' my money

Perfectin' my Craft, and killin it.

You thought I out worked you last year

Man, nigga please

You ain't seen nothin' yet

Bitch I'm a wolf, but I ain't no yuppie, man

(Yuppie man, woo!)

Still tryna climb my way into a hunnid grand

(Hunnid grand, yuh!)

Had to hit the rest stop cause my life was runnin out of gas

Switchin' lanes I was drivin' too fast

Was on a high but ya boy was 'bouta crash

(Skrrr, skrr)

Plenty drinks and plenty bad bitches

All up in my section

Gettin lit then I take em back and

Let 'em eat dessert, just a lil snackin'

Was down and out now I'm wealth building

Homie I ain't ever goin broke again

I'm tryna leave something for the kids so we finally get a boat n' live

(get a boat n' live)

Last year it was back to business

Came up in the spot feelin' extra vicious

All these haters wanna scale but nigga they ain't fishing

Traveled all this way to find they still trippin like

(Woah)

Somebody tell them to scram (scram)

Respect the big stepper I am (am)

Bet on myself and the bros (bros)

Cause we raisin the stock on the brand (woo!)

No splittin' shares but we buyin' back the block that's a fact

100s in the market, let it stack

I gotta finish the mission from way back (way back)

My grandfather built a business, now I gotta raise the stakes

Take that grind and put it back into the bank

Woo!

Cause if you know me then you know I get dough

Mobbin' up like Corleones I'm gon rundown on my foes

Money goals is all I know I gotta family to build

If you ain't talkin' how t' stack you gotta stay off the field

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

Yo

Dreams of a Caddy or Porsche (Porsche), but failin t' climb up the ladder (ladder)

Then started to jump of the porch, (porch) poddin' out t' the Wall Street Trapper

(Let's go)

Lessons, learned em (learned em), got my stripes cause I earned 'em (woo!)

Dead weight, desert 'em, (yeah) that's a crisis averted

(Uh huh)

Access, granted, (granted) loadin' up the secret weapon

And beef? dead it, (let's dead it) cause niggas ain't got no direction (nope)

We the new Bape, stars in the makin'

I'm runnin' it up (count it)

1000 miles and it still ain't enough

Cause I ain't the dude that you look to for fun (nope)

And while you out celebratin' all ya wins

I'm on the grind then I'm back to the crib (crib)

And when you need me ima lift you up

Cause none of ya friends really give a fuck (nope)

Cause I done had all the pictures with leeches here that'll love to see you shine

(Love to see you shine)

But don't put a battery pack in ya spine when ya need a recharge in life, man

Every era got the same wheel but Ima break the cycle

Future State, gotta turn the dial

These be the times that we face the trials

And tribulations, still in any case

Ima bring the court, that's the fellowship

(Fellowship)

Author my saga, I live by the sword

The coin is the motive I'm gettin it

(Gettin' it, gettin' it)

Cause if you know me then you know I get dough

Mobbin' up like Corleones I'm gon rundown on my foes

Money goals is all I know I gotta family to build

If you ain't talkin' how t' stack you gotta stay off the field

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo

You know I'm a Wall Street Capo