Yo Gotti – Rap Check Lyrics

Shout out to Birdman, he gave me my first rap check
Slim gave me the game, gotta respect that
I was right there with Wayne, backed Carter I
He had a Cash Money chain, shit, I wanted one

I was still trapping back and forth to New Orleans
I was hand wrapping four times, selling keys
I was pistol packin’, every day, it’s on me
I was with the shits, you pull up, know I’m gon’ squeeze
They was tryna indict me, so I moved to the Eight
I met Yeezy in ’03, we was talkin’ Ye
I wasn’t in the hood but still responsible for the chickens
I was sending loads to men from Mexico City

Rest in peace to Nate, took me to the stu’ with Dre
He ain’t know I’m wanted for attempted murder case
On the run, I ain’t turning myself in
Know you’re tryna make me cop a plea for the fifteen

But I’m willing bet the case I wouldn’t have never been a rapper
Probably doin’ a hunnid years in the slammer
Look at God, I’m in a Phantom
I put Nikki on five star, she came hella hard
Her video, she was on, on 106th and Park
You was excited about being the new joint of the day
Time flies, you a superstar now
Congratulations

I start to go way back, gettin’ rich, crash my seed bag
With Yo Gotti and E Mac
You recall Drake sayin’ that?
And these n***** got diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin’ furs like it’s snowing in the South
Little did he know that we had birds in the drought
And I could make a million dollars selling crack rock out the house

Long story short
Shout out to Drake, he saw this shit himself
I was sellin’ keys, no rap money, financing myself
I salute you dawg, everything you accomplished for yourself
This shit ain’t easy, dawg, might be one of the best to ever do it
So you gotta ball

901 Range Lane, look alive, look alive
N***** know they play with me, I gun ’em down on they life
Disrespect me and get hit, oh why the fuck you look surprised?
Out the way, tryna survive, playin’ with me ain’t really wise

I’m in the back of the, back of the round with five
And the bitch on the side of me
And the head was fire
And they say they gon’ ride with me
But I know it’s a lie
And nobody gon’ die with me
And nobody slide

2021, I’m still here
Yeah, this my GOAT year
Brought my masters back from Epic Records, that’s a souvenir
I may break a bale down on a platinum plaque
This shit ain’t no threats, I may ship it back
I went platinum, I went gold
The album and the stove
I just had a meeting with Lucian talking gansta shit with Hov
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