Fruition - R.T.A.

I get to the bag never fumble it

Get to the bag these niggas be rumbling

They talkin that shit like they know me

But them Niggas they don’t know me

Sippin on this drink I sit back and relax

All them niggas be talkin but they don’t do shit

I’m a young trend setter I don’t worry bout nobody

I just do me and put my team up on my shoulders

Walk around everyday like I got chip on my shoulders

Like I got a chip on my shoulders bih

Your bitch want a real one

She want me to fuck her face

Now she wanna call me Batman put silver on my cape

She said she really like me

I do not fuck with these bitches

I send that bitch to south beach

She act like I’m her hero

She call me Tyler hero but I’m not Tyler hero

Walk around on the pavement

Sip on the drink then I just lean back

Your bitch on my mind she want me

She said she really need me bad

On the bitch like bam

Get to the money like damn

I get to the bag all the time

All these bitches looking at me

I don’t give them a dime

She said that she really wanna fuck all the time

But I don’t want a bitch I just wanna relax

Everything is strange but it come into fruition

Sippin on this drink everything come to fruition

All these fucking thousands in my pocket to fruition

Now I’m bout to get the million dollars

Woah