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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every young nigga to come from the bottom to the top
From in the dirt
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 what you niggas thought
My got a Porsche truck, like look what that pussy parked
Got that demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for them
the devil be lurkin', all these pistols are dirty
All my niggas are riders, their clips extended with
I up early this morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
my daughter then told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, 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 them haters I'm overseas, be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer 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 as coke, come get your bag
Just bought that Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
started with a dollar and a dream, show me the cream
All that profit piling, partner that's by any means
fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, 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 since I was seventeen
I put it on mama, always dreamed of having a
niggas was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, what my claim
Probably in the whip with my Spanish thing
All day, in the of the back number nine J's
I be balling, ding know what I mean
I say what's up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and liquor
I'm the type of nigga do you first and then your
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
them figures, squeeze 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 when it down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow that chopper through your to show 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,