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

(Verse)
Uh, okay now all this bullshit, I'm fresh off a full clip
Counting this fucking money, did that with no
I guess all that money talk, so fuck what you niggas
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 devil be lurkin', all these pistols are
All my niggas are riders, their clips with thirty
I woke up early morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
Kissed my then 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 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 to get richer than Trump, a couple million for lunch
I the cover of Forbes with We Da Best on the front
I'm mane, nigga 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 bought that Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
Nigga started with a and a dream, show me the cream
All about that piling, partner that's by any means
That fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the
Hopping out coupe, that roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever 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, dreamed of having a Lamborghin'
niggas was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
money over bitches, what my niggas 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 them 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 the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother's keeper I see dead
'Bout them figures, them triggers I'm just soul 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 it come down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through your to show you shit is real

(Outro)
Show you shit is
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Starvation 2 on the way
up
Moun up
We da best be that ah
Ha ha ha
Brap,