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

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

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