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

(Verse)
Uh, okay now fuck all this bullshit, I'm fresh off a clip
Counting fucking money, did that with no scholarship
I guess all that money talk, so what you niggas thought
My bitch got a Porsche truck, like what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out two seater
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 this morning, the Lord I'm alive
Kissed my daughter told my lady I'm back on the grind
do it for Sela, that's my daily remind
Fuck bitches, the money, power, respect on my mind
It no love for the weak, ain't no top on the Jeep
Tell them I'm overseas, I'll be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a million for lunch
I the cover of Forbes 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
Just bought that Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, me the cream
All about that profit piling, partner by any means
That fifty-thousand in my busting out the seams
out that coupe, that roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since back then they wanna who I be
H double-O-D, was running the streets since I was like
I put it on mama, always of having a Lamborghin'
Them was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's over 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 know what I mean
I say what's up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and some
I'm the type of nigga do you and then your sister
I'm a savage, with fifty
Came the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother's I see dead people
'Bout them figures, squeeze them triggers I'm just soul
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 down to my family, I die for them
Blow that through your chest to show you shit is real

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