Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, let’s go, yeah yeah
b#tch i’m ballin’ that’s why i get racks on my own
If you ain’t with the gang, stop calling my phone
Everyone on my dick, tryna see what i’m on
Shoutout my brothers it wouldn’t be possible, if i never did music wouldn’t see the impossible
Yeah they calling me out, but i’m still gon’ blow, so much money in my bank but i still want more
Not trusting these n#gg#s only feeling god
If you’re walking outside, better carry that rod
They gon’ hate anyway so just wait for applaud
Sticks out, now tryna get sh#t to business
I run a whole mile, i ain’t talking bout’ no fitness
Ball out, i’m finna cash out a check, you n#gg#s can hate but you know that i’m next
Your hoe on my dick tryna give mе the neck
But i told that b#tch “no” she ain’t got no rеspect
Yeah i got a dream imma chase it, my heart got broke i’m still working hard tryna replace it
I don’t like women who basic
I know karma a thing, i do wrong gotta face it
2019 i ain’t had no hoes, 2020 all these hoes be calling my phone, 2021 and they say i’m the goat but i feel like i still got a long way to go
I ain’t even up, they been hating on me, tryna get a million dollars gotta work till i bleed
I hit him down if he run up on me, i hit him with the — let it off rest in peace
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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