Songtexte
Boop
This
shit
sound
like
a
new
bottle
of
champagne
like
boop
Boop
Ayy
Ayy
Boop
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
Hearing
niggas
want
smoke
like
a
loosey
New
whip
new
coupe
just
two
seats
When
I
make
my
moves
niggas
lose
me
Old
shit,
hoe
shit
don't
enthuse
me
And
I'm
still
one
of
one
don't
group
me
I
do
what
I
do,
I
do
me
My
goal
is
the
gold,
you
can't
fool
me
My
bro's
get
hoes
don't
choose
me
And
life
about
choices
Me
I
been
choosing
to
stop
all
the
arguing
choosing
enjoyment
Dealing
with
bosses
Cutting
my
losses
Counted
on
me
when
I
needed
employment
Now
a
nigga
win
like
Brady,
Pop,
Or
even
LA
in
the
80s
I
smile
in
face
of
the
cops
and
the
ops
Now
you
gotta
see
what
you
made
me
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
Brand
new
I
check
I
sign
it
Time
for
me
to
ball
Check
plus
minus
You
could
see
we
still
up
Champagne
in
a
cup
Act
up
like
we
no
got
guidance
Running
on
E
no
gas
and
a
prayer
but
my
niggas
still
here
they
riding
Niggas
fronted
on
me
I
was
making
all
these
moves
in
silence
now
they
quiet
Anything
my
mama
need
she
don't
even
ask
if
I
got
it
then
I'm
gone
provide
it
You
could
never
gas
me
all
it
takes
is
a
spark
and
I
blow
up
You
can
ignite
it
I'm
stressing
bout'
the
future
Cuz
of
my
history
Like
everyday
I
don't
rewrite
it
Cartagena
with
the
gang
But
the
shit
feel
strange
when
you
get
to
sit
next
to
the
pilot
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
Let
me
get
by
let
me
talk
my
shit
A
couple
niggas
mortgage
on
my
wrist
You
gone
hear
the
dial
tone
calling
my
chick
I
break
down
goals
check
em'
off
my
list
Tatum
round
one
I
just
can't
miss
Admiring
the
world
when
I'm
on
these
trips
I
make
bank
when
I
make
these
hits
Tryna'
flip
money
til
I
sprain
my
wrist
1 A Mother's Accountability
2 Astray
3 Cookin'
4 Family
5 Steez
6 Preposterous
7 A Father's Appreciation (Interlude)
8 Penny Fountain
9 Realizations
10 Faith Over Fear
11 Dominique Wilkins
12 Bathe in Blessings
13 Let It Go
14 Talk My Shit
15 Rock & Roll
16 Lead By Example
17 Go Mode
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