Waka Flocka Flame - Draft Day Lyrics
[Intro:]I see you little bruh[Verse: Waka Flocka]Haha, numero unoCame from from nothing, now your pockets all sumoConflicted prediction, but shhh... what do you know?Time is ticking in that watch like a HublotGot a weapon out in TexasIt's a celebration hundred bottles to the sectionNow the models undressin' and the dollars we investin'Count your money and your mother*****in' blessin'sI'm a real hitter, I salute a real hitterNow your bank account and mama's house a lot biggerMore sacks than my partners in the trapAnd all you haters and doubters can fall backS-C, that's the home of Ben G, squadJungle boy, two spoons gota eat, squadGod works in mysterious waysI just work to keep on living that luxurious wayAnd the jury can say whatever they please, you can't judge meI'm the people so the real people love meTrust me, from Riverdale, ain't too many chancesAin't too many choices, ain't too many answersWhole 'lotta questions, whole 'lotta stressin'I've been progressin' back to the S andMy bank account and my *****, a pretty siteWhite boys be like - Waka, dude, you really tightBeat a rapper up sometimes I think I really mightJust to prove that we heavy and they really lightLikeShoutout the RockhillI know my boy enjoying how the top feelStay focused work, hard, go and prove a pointAnd let these haters run they mouth until they lose they voiceVerizon man swag, can you hear me now?Can they see me now? Can they feel me now?I know what it's like to get criticizedTo say he don't deserve it, but in my eyesYou see the pain, you see the struggleYou see the grind, you see the hustle[Outro:]Feel me?Nigga it's draft dayNumba one, numba one until my last dayFeel me?It's draft dayNumba one, numba one until my last daySquadYPC what up?Curley, Mike D, AJWhat up man?I said it's Clowney, they can't doubt meI said it's Clowney, they can't doubt meSquadFlockaveli 2 on the way mother*****erDraft DaySquad
