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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every nigga dream to come from the bottom to the top
being 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 with no
I guess all that talk, so fuck what you niggas thought
My bitch got a Porsche truck, look what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, and I'm out that two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for them
Cause the be lurkin', all these pistols are dirty
All my niggas are riders, their extended with thirty
I woke up early this morning, thanked the Lord I'm
Kissed my daughter then told my lady I'm on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, that's my remind
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, on my mind
It ain't no love for the weak, no top on the Jeep
Tell them haters I'm overseas, be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a million for lunch
I need the of Forbes with We Da Best on the front
I'm going mane, nigga my ass
These niggas be stealing my and all, ain't even mad
I swear my flow is dope as coke, come get bag
Just bought Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, me the cream
All about profit piling, partner that's by any means
That fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the
Hopping out that coupe, that roof go missing 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, always of having a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, still I was in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's over bitches, what my niggas claim
in the whip with my little Spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back number J's
I be balling, small ding what I mean
I say what's up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and some
I'm the type of nigga do you first and your sister
I'm a savage, fifty karats
Came from the bottom of the barrel, to lavish
Blood on my sneakers, keeper I see dead people
'Bout them figures, squeeze triggers I'm just soul seeking
I think you pussy, I can it on you loud and clear
And since my daddy me young, I ran up out of fear
And it come down to my family, bitch I die for them
Blow chopper through your chest to show you shit is real

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