FTW

[Intro: G.T.]

Grrt, ayy, ayy, ayy (Let's go)

Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy (Let's go, let's go)

[Chorus: G.T.]

Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (Be somethin')

Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to make you somethin' (For real)

Niggas hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (Uh-uh)

All my bros been fuckin' the game (What?), I'ma just get my nut in (Ugh)

[Verse 1: G.T.]

How you my opp and you follow my moves? (Moves)

If I was you, I'd hate me too (Yeah)

When niggas be broke and they steady want beef (Ha)

But how you want beef? You ain't got no food (Psh, bitch)

This bitch bad, her friend is too (Let's go)

I hit 'em both 'cause I can't choose (Yeah)

I coulda been rapped 'bout gettin' money (For rеal), but I get money, that shit ain't new (Grrt)

I gеt to it, I can't get got, love my city, that's all I got (Yeah)

Now the whole world say they wanna rock buffs

But back in '08, shit would have got you shot

She in my phone sayin' she my bitch

Sound so dumb, almost got blocked

These niggas play like the shit a joke and just like a joke, got niggas knocked

[Chorus: G.T. & Big Sean]

Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (Be somethin')

Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to— (Kobe, grrt, huh)

Niggas hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (Bring it up, boy)

All my bros been fuckin' the world (Boy, ayy), I'ma just get my nut in

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

Get money easy when your life was harder

That Sean not Diddy, I'm more like the Carter

I swear that they just went and booked me at Harvard (Grrt)

I blew up my city, myself, I'm a martyr

My dad worked two jobs and was still broke (Broke)

Told me you gotta work smarter, not harder

The school wasn't chartered, the plane is a charter

She hungry and thirsty for me, but I starve her (Grr)

I'm a classic player for real

Ain't rockin' the new shit, I'm rockin' the Starter

Bombin' on shit, yeah, I'm goin' Pearl Harbor (Woah, woah)

My bitches so bad, niggas wanna fuck on her like she was Ms. Parker (Woah)

I'm in the field so long I done got darker (Oooh)

My brother don't rap or sing, but swear he got groupies and stalkers

Y'all niggas live for the 'net, you a blogger (Woah)

I seen it all like the Simpsons (Damn)

Niggas be talkin' 'bout ballin', I must be a ball hog, get paid by the Pistons (On God)

Contract like a bad bitch, yeah, it keep on gettin' extensions (Frrt)

Next one, I need a percentage

What other nigga you know from the city in Guinness and really sold hundreds of millions?

Hold up (Hold up), you wasn't there with Street Lord Juan late nights at Capital Park, plottin' and playin' it smart

G.T. was there with a pure heart, playin' his part (For real)

Same niggas hatin', probably trade places with me faster than they blinkin'

Wanna call you crazy, but you only crazy 'til you make it, but then you a genius (Let's go)

Niggas out the city where they don't believe it 'til they seen it

That's on Sada, Face, Veeze, Pay and Tee, 42, KD, Dej, Peezy, Vez, now it's G.T., go

[Chorus: G.T. & Big Sean]

Ever since I was a youngin', I knew I'd be somethin' (I'd be somethin', yeah)

Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to— (Kobe, yeah, grrt)

Niggas hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (At all)

All my bros been fuckin' the world, I'ma just get my nut in (Yeah)

[Outro: Big Sean]

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Let's go, boy, boy