Paper tags on the plates, like i pulled it off the lot
5 percent tint, so i circled the block
Fresh cut, fresh gear, on my way to the drop
If i want, i just get it, if i want it get got
Work hard play hard, never seen a hand out
Winning in my blood, so it tends to bleed out
Had to pause for a minute, ain’t no way imma stop
All done on purpose, the lifestyle don’t stop
Premeditated, i move with no hesitation
Got dreams to wake up to, can’t do the sit and waiting
Watch me demonstrate it, gotta stay on my toes
Play the hands i was dealt ain’t no way imma fold
No time for explanations, just know i get impatient
Positive vibes, energy reciprocated
If it’s haters in the room, it’s easy to ventilate it
A barber and a clip, the right price a get you faded
Point guarding all my life and they just pass me the rock
If i shoot it know i’m set from my spot
It’s a small world, see the game is definitely over rated
I arrive and depart, catching flights is so amazing
I put it on everything, nothing get left out
Plant a seed watch it grow, bust a nut then i’m out
On the road to these riches, giving dick to these b#tches
She got devilish mouth then that’s one hell of a visit
Paper tags on the plates, like i pulled it off the lot
5 percent tint, so i circled the block
Fresh cut, fresh gear, on my way to the drop
If i want, i just get it, if i want it get got
Work hard play hard, never seen a hand out
Winning in my blood, so it tends to bleed out
Had to pause for a minute, ain’t no way imma stop
All done on purpose, the lifestyle don’t stop
I be running and running, you know the further i go
When they push, i pull, so i can reel ‘em in slow
Same sh#t different day but the mission the same
It’s evident so i claim, in my grasp imma take
Never say never, you either win or you lose
I got nothing to lose and you can’t walk in my shoes
Keep the lock and the key to open pandora’s box
Still a real #ss n#gg#, only f#ck with my socks on
Sorry the mics on, my humbleness acquitted
Story that is told is b#llsh#t and get dismissed
State to state i be hitting it, overseas make a killing
Leaving bait on these lines, the punch lines be hitting different
Having faith a bring a miracle through
Designer suits a promise everything but never the truth
And i’m just telling the truth, to the bag i’m enroute
A bunch of miracle whips, the only thing i pull out
Paper tags on the plates, like i pulled it off the lot
5 percent tint, so i circled the block
Fresh cut, fresh gear, on my way to the drop
If i want, i just get it, if i want it get got
Work hard play hard, never seen a hand out
Winning in my blood, so it tends to bleed out
Had to pause for a minute, ain’t no way imma stop
All done on purpose, the lifestyle don’t stop
Paper tags on the plates, like i pulled it off the lot
Fresh cut, fresh gear, on my way to the drop
Work hard play hard, never seen a hand out
Had to pause for a minute, ain’t no way imma stop
All done on purpose, the lifestyle don’t stop
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