Yeah, uh, These are my one St. flows Me and my niggas and some hoes That look just virgins But trust they to go life and all our common goals Smart kids that smoke weed, honor Look how the diamonds flow Fine dining, pour another another glass when the is low
I'm in the stackin' money from here to the ceilin' Whatever it is I got is appealin' These rappers gettin' that inferior feelin' I hope you it in your soul spiritual healin' Take a look at yourself the revealin' If you ain't got it you ain't got it the is brilliant
ask how music is goin' I heard it pays I just off makin' 2 million in 30 days Damn I guess it what the message was I feel I be spendin' my money just because But I'm just out here reppin' us 'Til I get to shake the of the man that's blessin' us
Yeah, I these niggas miss the mean lyrics got the room smellin' like teen spirit I asked kindly if no-one out here would defeat up I lose, for now I'm the game's single leader I fly private so no-one tells me to my seat up And book a suite when me and your singer meet up
Who you like, me who it is I'mma make sure that that is the next one on my list I should call it a night but fuck it I can't This one is for all my niggas from my city tryin' to Without a response from me you really fail to And I love to see you fail that feelin' is the shit I swear, aghh pussy get your bread up Enjoy the that the stewardess just forced your ass to let up Why your scary ass lookin' pick your head up No-one told you your disguise is the most ridiculous With nose plugs in now I can a set up So your just your time your just only makin' me better
I try to tell them don't judge me because you heard stuff Chase N. Cash that's my brother from the Surf Damn that nigga kept it so hood Back when we would smoke good at the And have girls through like coins in a couch Now we just all the bitches they warned us about Scared for the first everything has clicked if I dont really do the numbers they predict Considerin' the fact I'm the one that they just picked To a chapter in history this shit has got me sick But if I really do it don't expect to get a 'Cause this is some shit I don't expect y'all to get
I'm nervous but I'mma it, 'cause they 'bout to let the realest team in up in a huddle nigga Willie Beamen We're still throwin' passes In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' that catch it People say that old Drake, we to miss it But they need to be a little specific Man is this what want? In my best Chris Tucker impression your questions, fuck your suggestions Money gets all of my love and Cars all like the cover of Essence I'm allergic to coming in second but I sneeze Y.M.O.E. nigga,
This y'all want Very Own Young ATF Thank Me Later in this wasssup Free Weezy in bitch wassup 15th in this bitch wassup