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

(Verse)
Uh, okay now all this bullshit, I'm fresh off a full clip
Counting this fucking money, did with no scholarship
I guess all that money talk, so fuck what you niggas
My bitch got a Porsche truck, look what that pussy parked
Got hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two seater
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 told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, that's my remind
these bitches, the money, power, respect 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 in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a couple million for
I the cover of Forbes with We Da Best on the front
I'm mane, nigga kiss my ass
These niggas be stealing my and all, ain't even mad
I swear my flow is dope as coke, get your bag
Just bought that Aston Martin, yummm', that fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, show me the
All that profit piling, partner that's by any means
fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the seams
Hopping out coupe, that roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
knock, bang bang, ever since back then they wanna know who I be
H double-O-D, was the streets since I was like seventeen
I put it on mama, always dreamed of having a
Them was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
money over bitches, what my niggas claim
Probably in the with my little Spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back nine 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 nigga do you first and then sister
I'm a savage, with karats
Came from the bottom of the barrel, to lavish
Blood on my sneakers, keeper I see dead people
them 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 me young, I ran up out of fear
And when it down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through your chest to 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,