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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every young nigga dream to come the bottom to the top
From being in the
the millions

(Verse)
Uh, okay now fuck all this bullshit, I'm off a full clip
Counting this fucking money, did that no scholarship
I guess all that money talk, so fuck you niggas thought
My got a Porsche truck, like look what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, and I'm out that two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and out for them people
Cause the devil be lurkin', all these pistols are
All my niggas are riders, their extended with thirty
I woke up this morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
my daughter then told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, that's my remind
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, on my mind
It no love for the weak, ain't no top on the Jeep
Tell them haters I'm overseas, I'll be back in a
I'm to get richer than Trump, a couple million for lunch
I need the cover of with We Da Best on the front
I'm mane, nigga kiss my ass
These niggas be stealing my flows and all, even mad
I swear my is dope as coke, come get your bag
Just bought that Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, me the cream
All about that piling, partner that's by any means
That fifty-thousand in my pocket out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since back they wanna know who I be
H double-O-D, was running the streets since I was like
I put it on mama, dreamed of having a Lamborghin'
niggas was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, what my niggas
Probably in the whip with my little thing
All day, in the back of the back nine J's
I be balling, small ding what I mean
I say up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and some liquor
I'm the type of nigga do you first and then sister
I'm a savage, with karats
from the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, keeper I see dead people
'Bout them figures, squeeze them triggers I'm just soul
I think you pussy, I can smell it on you and clear
And since my daddy me young, I ran up out of fear
And it come down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through chest to show you shit is real

(Outro)
Show you is real
to 7 new
Starvation 2 on the way
up
Moun up
We da best be that ah
Ha ha ha
Brap,