TYGA

TYGA - 10 Million $ Mortgage lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

How's it feel to watch yo bank account go from a zero

To a million, I can tell ya 'bout the feelin', I can tell ya not

Build for this shit, my nigga ya should leave the buildin'

Cuz when we in the buildin' ya gotta be built for real shit

Real life death threats cuz of my icy necklace, what

Ya want my chain, will that take away yo pain, fuck it

Take my watch, my rings and my Range

My 10 million dollar mortgage, ya still the same lame

Motherfucker that ain't want it bad as I did, ya ain't rap like I did

Ya just say it how ya would

But when we talkin' platinum nigga wood is no good

Born and raised in LA, we was 'Boyz N tha Hood'

Yeah, I been turnt up, I been the noise in the hood

Boys with the boys, jumpin' outta boys from the bush

Yeah, now the hardest choice I make is which 1 should I push

The Bentley or the Roll Royce, I grew up and got more toys

(Verse 2)

I'm foreva 'bout whateva yeah we ready for war

I ain't dancin' on the dope, what I'm sellin' is pure

Ya fascinated with the flow I'm masturbatin'

I'm strokin' my ego, we know ya mad I made it

Bein' broke'll make ya evil, the luv of money will do the same

Who to blame, either way I need a new Bugatti

Ya been hatin' for a minute ya need a new hobby

Ya ain't gettin' paid off that shit, ya better lay off that shit, bruh

I fell in love makin' it rain on that bitch bruh

Fell outta love I can't complain about that shit tho

Ya 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

Cuz ya ain't doin' shit till ya get to these haters

Am I gettin' to ya niggas, ya gettin' rich off hatin'?

Shit, then tell me how's it feel to watch yo bank account go from a zero

To a million, I can tell ya 'bout the feelin', I can tell ya not

Build for this shit, my nigga ya should leave the buildin'

Cuz when we in the buildin' ya gotta be built for real shit

Real life death threats I'm the ovanight success what

Ya want my fame, will that take away yo pain, fuck it

Take my watch, my ring and my Range

My 10 million dollar mortgage, ya still the same lame

Motherfucker that ain't want it bad as I did, ya ain't rap like I did

Ain't have to scrap like I did, ask them niggas from the set ya ain't get back like I did

When they lyin' on ya sit back and laugh like I did

Was my whole career ya idea, why they hate me nigga I have no idea

Back when I had no I.D they knew my name, all I eva knew how to do was do my thing

Hate me now, motherfucker

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