Never gon’ sleep, i’ve been putting my pain in my work
Guess it’s just really my time now
Believe it or not, i can’t even trust on my own b#tch
Guess i’m gon’ find me a dime now
Focused on myself, focused on my money
Getting to the bag, you can never touch me
I made a name for myself you can google me
Gotta stay humble, but the opps never touching me
Was cutting off like half the people i’m calling my brothers, they ain’t keep it 100
Was getting texts from like your baby mama, but it’s cool i can pick through a dozеn
If you speak on my name, then you bеtter say that i’m the goat or maybe just say baby goat
Ain’t no cap in my rap, i got shooters ready down to blow, we never do sh#t just for show
Stop playing little b#tch you ain’t me
Lookin’ at my watch, i compare it to the sea
Dressed in all black, man i know that the feds on me
Ball for my family, i know they depend on me
Praying for myself, i be praying for my liver
Now i’m going up to mars when i put it in my swisher
I’m busy right now, man i’m counting my figures
She finna to tap out once she bouncing like tigger
Barley some bands in your pocket, you flexing
Now from ’round here, get the f#ck from my section
Finish up now then i go to the next b#tch
Stackin’ my bricks, and my bricks look like tetris
Talking to bro gotta keep it two hundred
You not getting money, you not in discussion
I’m really the rapper who name really buzzin’
No key in my car gotta, start with a button
I got on three watches, i manage my time now
I f#ck on her once now she think she my wife now
I’m from the trenches, i turned my whole life around
I’m gon’ be a star, i can’t f#ck with the underground
Got me a lamb and a benz in the back of the bank, can’t nobody do what i do
Keep it a hundred with bro, if you wanna fight right now, if they gonna shoot i’m gone shoot
Stop playing little b#tch you ain’t me
Lookin’ at my watch, i compare it to the sea
Dressed in all black, man i know that the feds on me
Ball for my family, i know they depend on me
Praying for myself, i be praying for my liver
Now i’m going up to mars when i put it in my swisher
I’m busy right now, man i’m counting my figures
She finna to tap out once she bouncing like tigger
Barley some bands in your pocket, you flexing
Now from ’round here, get the f#ck from my section
Finish up now then i go to the next b#tch
Stackin’ my bricks, and my bricks look like tetris
Talking to bro gotta keep it two hundred
You not getting money, you not in discussion
I’m really the rapper who name really buzzin’
No key in my car, gotta start with a button
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