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Huh?
Seem like we got to set the trend on this
Ace, what's good, baby?
Huh?
You know how I'm feeling
Huh?
Bitch, I made it
I'm balling in this bitch, I'm hall of faded
Huh?
Say why you hating
I made it out the hood, you should treat me like I'm famous
Out the gutter, ain't no stopping me
Shit, you out your mind, bitch stop it
I leveled up and I ain't looked back
Yeah, I'm focused on my profits
Can't stop now, gotta go hard
Got mouths to feed, bills to pay
Cars to drive, land to buy
Shit, I'm putting in overtime
Soon as I came through the door
People was shook, they hated for sure
Acting like friends but they was a foe
Plotting against me to get me for sure
This ain't no mumble rap but I'll bust that ass
Try to stop me from getting my paper
Keep it real is all I ask
Or I'll spill your dreams on the pavement
Settle down for a second
Plan set, I'm ready
Can't stop, won't stop
Charlie Sheen, I'm winning
Overtime, all the time
Mamba mode, let's get it
I'm dickriding myself
I'm one talented son of a bitch
Hot as a kettle, I come from the ghetto
I know what it feels to be broke
Shit, I'm chasing the profit, I ain't going back
Stacking my stacks, talking 'bout racks
Doing investments and making it back
Counting my money, I love doing that
Dropping hot records one after another
I promise you're getting another
Bitch, I made it
I'm balling in this bitch, I'm hall of faded
Huh?
Say why you hating
I made it out the hood, you should treat me like I'm famous
I can make love then make war
Take his then take yours
Way up, that's eight floors
A1, no steak sauce
Rise up like day fall
All cap like Jake Paul
If I take one I can make four
Get rid of pounds, that's weight loss
Walk the crooked mile straight through the goal
No pun intended but I hyped it
We don't believe that you thug
And if you gotta sit down when you type it
Invoke spirits, I see dead people
Must think I'm crazy, a psychic
No matter how you wanna slice it
Today's not tomorrow's prices
Move in a motion that's circular
Align with my chakra and merk it but
Don't leave your girl around me, I'm a burglar
Should be a crime killing beats, I'm a murderer
Wait, hold up
I told Ace I would show up
Need a bottle of something I could roll up
Been down, the only way is to go up
Wish it didn't but it did happen
Foreign language, speaking pig Latin
Couple acres and a big mansion
Designer wear, I'm into big fashion
Off colors, mix matching
Broke the pavement, shit cracking
I'm the reason why your bitch dancing
I'm fucking with the kid, Chris Hansen
Bitch, I made it
I'm balling in this bitch, I'm hall of faded
Huh?
Say why you hating
I made it out the hood, you should treat me like I'm famous



Авторы: Kevin Hendricks, James Clay Jones, Xavier James Powers, Dewitt Moore, Olasoji Adeyemo Adenuga Copyright: Bmg Gold Songs, Kevin Hendricks Publishing Designee, Bold And Cold Music, Sick Notes Publishing



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