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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every young dream to come from the bottom to the top
being in the dirt
Counting the

(Verse)
Uh, okay now fuck all bullshit, I'm fresh off a full clip
Counting this money, did that with no scholarship
I all that money talk, so fuck what you niggas thought
My bitch got a truck, like look what that pussy parked
Got that demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two seater
Got to sleep 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
my daughter then told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, that's my daily
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, respect on my
It ain't no for the weak, ain't no top on the Jeep
Tell them haters I'm overseas, I'll be in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a couple for lunch
I need the of Forbes with We Da Best on the front
I'm going mane, kiss my ass
These niggas be stealing my flows and all, even mad
I swear my flow is as coke, come get your bag
Just bought that Aston Martin, yummm', fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, show me the
All about profit piling, partner that's by any means
That in my pocket busting out the seams
Hopping out coupe, that roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since then they wanna know who I be
H double-O-D, was running the streets since I was seventeen
I put it on mama, always of having a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, still I was in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's over bitches, what my niggas claim
Probably in the whip with my little thing
All day, in the back of the number nine J's
I be balling, small know what I mean
I say what's up with them Molly, weed, and some liquor
I'm the type of nigga do you and then your sister
I'm a savage, with fifty
Came the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother's I see dead people
'Bout them figures, squeeze triggers I'm just soul seeking
I think you pussy, I can it on you loud and clear
And since my daddy me young, I ran up out of fear
And when it come down to my family, bitch I die for
Blow that chopper through 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 that ah
Ha ha ha
Brap,