Creed II Lyrics

Wanna get richer like Reed

Got that bitch on her knees

So just look at me now

Wanna get richer like Reed

Got that bitch on her knees

Look at me now

Dre Carr, I'm still in the picture

Like I got tagged

Years ago, down bad

Like a bellhop, I got the bag

Tired of hearing these niggas talk

Like uppercase, it's all cap

Same shit with these rap songs

Name-dropping shit that they'll never have

Haters say I will (Flop)

But all they do is pill (Pop)

Livin' life like it's golden

Pockets be on Jill (Scott)

Claimin' that you real (Not)

Hatin' 'cause yo' deal (Stopped)

Call me Slim Shady 'cause I'm

Going for the kill (Shot)

I need a drink (Drank)

'Cause these niggas got me fucked up

But if I drink too much

I'ma end up fuckin' one of these niggas up

The glock go up, now you down

Like T-Pain

Fuckin' wit' me on the wrong day

Now you in the clouds like rain (Rain)

Screws loose, told you fools before

I ain't no UberEats

But I'm gon' bring it to it yo' door

And it's D-R-E-C-A double R

In case you didn't know

I'm the realest nigga outchea

I can't ever be no hoe

Whatcha sayin' when I walk thru

I be feelin' like the man when I walk thru

These niggas wanna run up

But now they done fucked up

Whatcha sayin' when I come thru

I be feelin' like that nigga when I come thru

These niggas wanna run up

But now they done fucked up

I wish a nigga would, would, would, would

I wish a nigga would, would, would, would

Yeah