My Swag

You gotta get your swagger together

Get your suitcase

It starts on the inside, ya dig?

I don't need mine, I got cribs where we goin'

If you don't love yourself, you can't love nobody

Keep up

I love myself, I don't have to depend on you niggas

I'm the man from Atlanta, somewhere out in Cali

Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami

I be in Hawaii, they catch me in Paris

I be at home barely, I sleep when I'm buried

But I need some sleep, bruh, this dope got me geeked up

I went to Japan and made a mil' in a week, bruh

All these bitches can't keep up when they see me in London

Fly by in Ibiza, that time I ain't sleep, bruh

Got three baby babies, you see me in Haiti

With Wyclef Jean and a selection of ladies

With my folks out there workin' like they back in the '80s

See the money will move me, conversation don't phase me

Tell 'em why

I've been around the world, traveled the seven seas

And I be poppin' bottles with celebrities

So you can find me fly high, smokin' better trees

And girls around the world, they be callin' me

They call me, paparazzi, they be followin' me

They all be hopin' that they get a shot of me

It's my swag

They wonder what's so special 'bout him

Why I ain't sell a record like him, tell 'em, it's my swag

How he always look so cool

The way everybody do what he do, so it's gotta be my swag

They wonder how he wear a hat like that

When girls see him, why they act like that, ayy, it's my swag

For some reason all the real niggas love him

Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck

Him, I guess it's gotta be my swag

You see me in Frisco, wearin' my raincoats

See I'm gettin' wet, and these bitches in the same boat

I came in the game slow, they act like they ain't know

That I wasn't gon' leave until I got what I came for

I still can't complain though, as long as I ain't broke

I came a long way, but shorty, ain't nothin' changed though

I still let your two go, don't get it confused bro

Run up on me wrong, now what you think I'ma do bro?

Send you to your maker, then go to Jamaica

Or even to Cabo, I chill in my condo

My swagger is perfect, hatin' on me ain't worth it

Guarantee you, boy, the earth my turf if the hearse come first

Tell 'em why

I've been around the world, traveled the seven seas

And I be poppin' bottles with celebrities

So you can find me fly high, smokin' better trees

And girls around the world, they be callin' me

They call me, paparazzi, they be followin' me

They all be hopin' that they get a shot of me

It's my swag

They wonder what's so special 'bout him

Why I ain't sell a record like him, tell 'em, it's my swag

How he always look so cool

The way everybody do what he do, so it's gotta be my swag

They wonder how he wear a hat like that

When girls see him, why they act like that, ayy, it's my swag

For some reason all the real niggas love him

Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck

Him, I guess it's gotta be my swag

What's all the haters say? I'm as real as they come

I'm chasin' that paper, baby, however it come

From singin' a song to movin' dope by the ton

You never seen a nigga gettin' money so young

How I get from the pen all the way to Berlin

I been to Switzerland skiing, and pimpin' goin' again

It ain't nothin' to catch me in the south of France

In a coffee shop smokin' dro in Amsterdam

It ain't nothin' to fly all the way to Dubai

Saint Barts, St. Lucia, in a day we can try

G5 to Moscow, just say I'm a liar

I'ma ball like a dawg 'til the day that I die

Tell 'em why

I've been around the world, traveled the seven seas

And I be poppin' bottles with celebrities

So you can find me fly high, smokin' better trees

And girls around the world, they be callin' me

They call me, paparazzi, they be followin' me

They all be hopin' that they get a shot of me

It's my swag

They wonder what's so special 'bout him

Why I ain't sell a record like him, tell 'em, it's my swag

How he always look so cool

The way everybody do what he do, so it's gotta be my swag

They wonder how he wear a hat like that

When girls see him, why they act like that, ayy, it's my swag

For some reason all the real niggas love him

Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck

Him, I guess it's gotta be my swag

This shit is impeccable, pimpin'

You couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man

Hah, y'all niggas keep up

By the time you get to Puerto Rico, my nigga, I'll be in Cuba

By the time you get to Cuba, I'll be in Haiti

By the time you get to Haiti, I'll be way over in Africa, man

You know what I'm sayin'?

South of France is my land, man

The earth is my turf, my nigga