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

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

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