"Certified" lyrics

Yea yea
Young niggas and we all on a mission
Young niggas and we all bout our business
Yea yea yea yea
RPG for life
Yea yea

I can't go without my pole
I told my mom I'll make it home
And these bitches gon change
And they fuck for clothes
But I'm way too certified for hoes yea

Javanni gone drill him if he get the singing
My nigga is really gone back out
Yea you tried to fit in but you couldn't get in
You thinking you tuff hear the Mac sound
This shit go gltt bow
And if I call trump then I promise it's lit now
Big glock make him sit down
Me Cj and Eggy gone blow out the zip now
I could tell u some shit how
A young nigga gone make it to the top with no handout
Swear I gotta stand out
And I kinda feel like the man now
And they put they hands out
Please put your hands down
Hands down yea

On god started off selling donuts
Then the
Package shipped imma go nuts
Big trucks
In the field doing donuts
Day ones
I don't fuck with no new ones
Girls come
Every week got a new come
D gone
And I never seen his tomb stone
Yellow
Will I live to see you home
Hold on
Lemme talk my shit

I ain't love shit when I was bout 6
Now I just laugh when I watch my wrist
Every time I'm in the booth it's a certified hit
Diamonds gone dance n the shit gone gliss
Brodie on court and his shot gone swish
I was 13 when I touched that bit
That bitch went and changed I can't trust no bitch
I could only pray that my niggas get rich yeah

Yea yea yea yea
Young niggas and we all on a mission
Young niggas and we all bout our business
Yea yea yea yea

I can't go without my pole
I told my mom I'll make it home
And these bitches gon change
And they fuck for clothes
But I'm way too certified for hoes yea

I was 15 trying chase my dreams
Wetting shit up now Mr go clean
Told lil Brodie don't sip no lean
Delly my hitta Imma feed my G's
Still miss Taj gotta free my G
Yellow heart home but he still ain't free
Badda mean a lot got this shit from D
Imma feed the whole block I respect my team
I wanna be yea
What I was just destined to be yea
This shit is my dream yea
This music shit bigger than me yea
Marvin go shoot out knees yea
Say y'all outside y'all don't b there
Wish that my father could b here
3k on a fit I don't play fair

I can't go without my pole
I told my mom I'll make it home
And these bitches gon change
And they fuck for clothes
But I'm way too certified for hoes yea

Yea yea yea yea
Young niggas and we all on a mission
Young niggas and we all bout our business
Yea yea yea yea
RPG for life