K CAMP & Sy Ari Da Kid feat. Future, Slim Dunkin & Riff Raff Now That Im On song lyrics

Now That Im On

Now That Im On

Now That Im On

Fuck free, do business playin for the fee

Eatin breakfeast at the club, like where's Angela Yee

Dont Envy, life's a piano, try not to damage the keys

You'll vanish with greed, before youve planted the seed

You had decided to gamble like niggas that move to Nevada

And you and your partners maneuver for dollas but who was your partners cuz you wasn't honest when you was in college

You flew to Bahamas like you was Obama but leave it behind you Hakuna Matada

Im blowin like niggas thats cool with Osama (Pause)

Now that I'm on, these bitches love me

These niggas hate me, back on my g shit

Now that I'm on, these hoes wana fuck me

The streets going crazy, them boys wana sneak diss

Now that I'm on

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Now that im on

Now that im on

Back in the Louis store, back in the Gucci store

Back in my Crystal Louis Vuitton, yeah, where it started ho

Spikes on spikes on spikes, ice on ice on ice

Got bitch on bitch on bitch (where they at)

They foreign and they right

Now that I'm on, 5 different phones

Got 3 different spots, and ain't never home

I change the stone in my watch, i got yo bitch on lock

She in love with Future, she team pluto Hah!

Now that I'm on, these bitches love me

These niggas hate me, back on my g shit

Now that I'm on, these hoes wana fuck me

The streets going crazy, them boys wana sneak diss

Now that I'm on

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Now that im on

Now that im on

Squad!

Im gettin so cold, I ain't went this hard since last week

Shoot, drop, next sunday, got em last week

Ion say its my car, I let the tag speak

Fuckin on rooftops, butt make the coupe drop

Bad boy pull up, loud nigga, wooh saw

You came in a groupie gettin it, lets illuminate it

Want this Breitling on my wrist, you gotta amputate it

Now that I'm on, these bitches love me

These niggas hate me, back on my g shit

Now that I'm on, these hoes wana fuck me

The streets going crazy, them boys wana sneak diss

Now that I'm on

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Now that im on

Now that im on

Them lame ass niggas still hate, that that shit i dont like

Could spot a snake from a distance, dont need to look in your eyes to know you ain't right

Everyday i wake up in the morning, im just thankful for the day

Take some weed and smoke a blunt, they same im throwed like a bouquet

None of that bullshit dont excite me, boy i had to make a way

Can't help these bitches, love my presence, she gon get unwrapped today

I could tell the way a hater look at me, his face tell me im on

At first that ho ain't get no play, and now she blowin up my phone

Now that I'm on, these bitches love me

These niggas hate me, back on my g shit

Now that I'm on, these hoes wana fuck me

The streets going crazy, them boys wana sneak diss

Now that I'm on

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Now that im on

Now that im on

Marcus Vasell, 80 for a see through visor

40 bricks in Michelin Tires, curb and fries, tied buys

Neon violet, auto pilot

Equalizer, fall like spider

Ruby flow, that Aston Martin

Bre-break it down for basic minds

Candy brown, the inside drowned it

Ice cream seats, with cocaine mounts

Forgot to pay the bail bonds, rap game, Barry Bonds

Bobby Bonilla, in the keywee 2 seater

70 million, act like they know me

200 thousand but still they owe me

I came from the bottom, from a place where the cops are the robbers

Its mo money, mo problems

We dont give a fuck, another day another dollar

Now that I'm on

Now that I'm on