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

(Verse)
Uh, okay now all this bullshit, I'm fresh off a full clip
this fucking money, did that with no scholarship
I guess all that talk, so fuck what you niggas thought
My bitch got a Porsche truck, like look that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for people
Cause the devil be lurkin', all these pistols are
All my niggas are riders, clips extended with thirty
I woke up this morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
Kissed my then told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, my daily remind
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, on my mind
It ain't no love for the weak, ain't no top on the
Tell them haters I'm overseas, be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer Trump, a couple million for lunch
I need the cover of 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 dope as coke, get your bag
bought that Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, show me the
All that profit piling, partner that's by any means
That fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the
Hopping out that coupe, that roof go bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since back 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 a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, still I was skating in Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money bitches, what my niggas claim
Probably in the whip with my little Spanish
All day, in the back of the back nine J's
I be balling, small ding know I mean
I say what's up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and liquor
I'm the of nigga do you first and then your sister
I'm a savage, with karats
Came the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother's I see dead 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 left me young, I ran up out of fear
And when it come to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through your to show you shit is real

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