F.I.L.M.

[Bridge] You gonna keep this up Keep on falling, keep on falling I can't explain, but I'm willing Caught up in fame what a feeling All of the lights, we in the building Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me [Verse 1] Stop position, opposition ain't no competition Stop position, opposition ain't no competition Stop position, opposition ain't no competition Stop pretending propositions full of contradictions Ain't no love for you haters from the other side Call the blind when you see in you're easing up my time For the way that I do it, all wise no, no mind blowing Your mind taking a stool Fine showing that God loaded You to a highway to new force Dumb nigga why hate? Cause you say no to learning something Loaded locks I can't, what you say no to learning something Loaded locks I can't, what you say no to learning something Putting you to the back I put a point yellow all through this back You the killer baby know my case No feeling put the money in the seif Came a man honest when we posing Bitch can't tell my I-Ge Bullshit on the map like you won't eat Whatever you do nigga keep rowing [Hook] I can't explain, but I'm willing Caught up in fame what a feeling All of the lights, we in the building Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me I can't explain, but I'm willing Caught up in fame what a feeling All of the lights, we in the building Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me Whatever you do you know you gotta keep on film me Keep on film me, keep on film me Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me [Verse 2] What and listen how I'm living in my compositions Honest missions of beloved straight above the mission In fact you give it to the bricks that needs a touch Wait let me get it, put you with my man Lux Shit they prolly saying in the musty faces Say shoot that hoe don't trust And the club hatin we love makin with the shit you prolly won Fuck nigga why hate? Cause you ain't known to getting money Caught up in the gang feeling like I joined a gang and did it all for the name Loyalty's a game but the industry's full of niggas and they all got game Only for the cameras, only for the cameras [Hook] [Verse 2] Money talk when I walk in Broke niggas be crying I don't drink but yeah 100 pink of that ride Rose is for cry I'm just swinging low with my sway Hooligans they flexing Bad ones on my girls bad and my instagram No taxi, and yea I'm single like a dollar bill Curved it all and I'm trying to chill Count a mill, hide the bill and got time to' Niggas film me cause your girl is real Bitches film me say your girl is thrill Cause I'm bout that, I bounce that This be money that mouse trap Yeah we in there, riding round in that gatti No murder ink when I'm killing shit And I'm finna capture that body So back back if I bang the boy Cause I'm in straight for yo Benjamin This came up with some new money That shit ain't no coincidence [Hook] [Outro] You know how I show you respect? By showing you nothin Get ready, count these millions