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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every young nigga dream to come from the to the top
From 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 Porsche truck, like look what that parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two
Got to sleep with the reaper, and 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 early morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
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, respect on my
It ain't no love for the weak, ain't no top on the
Tell haters I'm overseas, I'll be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a couple for lunch
I need the cover of Forbes with We Da on the front
I'm going mane, nigga my ass
These niggas be stealing my flows and all, even mad
I my flow is dope as coke, come get your bag
Just bought that Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker
Nigga with a dollar and a dream, show me the cream
All about that profit piling, partner that's by any
That fifty-thousand in my busting out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, that roof go missing like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since back then they wanna who I be
H double-O-D, was running the streets I was like seventeen
I put it on mama, dreamed of having a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, still I was in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, what my claim
Probably in the whip my little Spanish thing
All day, in the of the back number nine J's
I be balling, small ding know what I
I say what's up with bitches? Molly, weed, and some liquor
I'm the type of nigga do you first and your sister
I'm a savage, with karats
Came from the bottom of the barrel, to living
Blood on my sneakers, brother's I see dead people
'Bout them figures, 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 you shit is real

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