Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Came a Long Way , by - Chiddy Bang. Release date: 25.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Came a Long Way |
| Uh huh |
| Yeah yeah |
| Oh yeah, uh |
| It’s real life, it’s real life |
| Yeah, it’s real life |
| He wakes up with a feeling that ain’t right |
| Try and get the funnel cake |
| All my niggas hungry and we got stomach aches |
| Ric Flair how prezzy the wrist wear |
| The city a ghost town 'cause nobody live there, yeah |
| What’s the move gotta facilitate |
| South beach palm trees and rehabilitate |
| They be making earthquake I try and feel it shake |
| Said you was real, time always reveal a fake |
| Ain’t shit safe unless we put money in |
| I need 20/20 Ms, talking plenty Ms |
| On that Kendrick my nigga gotta be humble |
| Shit, I figured out rap without a mumble |
| I’m that same nigga, whip lane switcher, shit the game sicker |
| When you gotta cut off certain people that came with ya |
| Bleach stain I remain, nigga |
| Though my pain, nigga, oh so but young money like Lil Wayne, nigga |
| Yeah, I ain’t gon change, nigga |
| I ain’t gon change, nigga, yeah |
| I need that proof |
| Hundred proof |
| Bottle of that truth |
| Of that truth |
| 'Cause I done came away now |
| And that truth |
| I need that proof |
| Hundred proof |
| Bottle of that truth |
| Of that truth |
| 'Cause we done came away now |
| And that truth, hey |
| Yeah, uh, it’s real life |
| She wakes up with a feeling that ain’t right |
| She a man-eater, plan B-er, can’t see her |
| We some grasshoppers, cash proper antiquer |
| I got high shit, watch this, that man FIFA |
| A trick or a ho, I can’t stand either |
| I got amnesia to you venomous snakes |
| I can tell you niggas ain’t got it, don’t have what it takes |
| You a friend or a foe? |
| You pretend for the show |
| Is you in it for the money or you in it to grow? |
| And we getting back up if we all fall |
| Like LeMelo, LiAngelo and Lonzo we all ball |
| Gotta protect your investment at all costs |
| Then transform like the off spark |
| You hot dog but what’s your ballpark? |
| A beach house in Malibu, a spot in Beverly Hills |
| Shit be sittin' on acres you need a golf cart |
| That’s how I play now |
| Reflectin' like damn we came a long way now |
| Back on the grizzy and never satisfied |
| I’m just sitting at the table with the masterminds |
| Happy and passive, I’m going after minds |
| Happy and slave, I’m trying to master mine, yeah |
| Happy and slave, I’m trying to master mine |
| I need that proof |
| Hundred proof |
| Bottle of that truth |
| Of that truth |
| 'Cause I done came away now |
| Yeah tell the people calm down |
| I need that proof |
| Hundred proof |
| Bottle of that truth |
| Of that truth |
| 'Cause we done came away now |
| Yeah tell the people calm down, hey |