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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every young dream to come from the bottom to the top
From being in the
the millions

(Verse)
Uh, okay now fuck all this bullshit, I'm off a full clip
this fucking money, did that with no scholarship
I guess all that money talk, so fuck what you thought
My bitch got a Porsche truck, look what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for them
Cause the devil be lurkin', all pistols are dirty
All my niggas are riders, their clips with thirty
I woke up early morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
Kissed my daughter then told my 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 for the weak, ain't no top on the Jeep
Tell haters I'm overseas, I'll be back in a week
I'm trying to get than Trump, a couple 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 flows and all, ain't mad
I swear my flow is as coke, come get your bag
Just that Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
started with a dollar 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 since back then 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 was hating, still I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, what my niggas
Probably in the whip my little Spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back nine J's
I be balling, small ding 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 your sister
I'm a savage, with karats
Came the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
on my sneakers, brother's keeper I see dead people
'Bout them figures, squeeze them I'm just soul seeking
I think you pussy, I can it on you loud and clear
And since my 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 chest to show you is real

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