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(Intro)
Ace
You know I 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 off a full clip
this 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 look what that pussy
Got that demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two seater
Got to sleep with the reaper, and watch out for people
Cause the devil be lurkin', all pistols are dirty
All my niggas are riders, their clips extended with
I woke up early this morning, the Lord I'm alive
Kissed my daughter told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, that's my daily
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, on my mind
It no love for the weak, ain't 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 cover of Forbes with We Da on the front
I'm going mane, kiss my ass
These be stealing my flows and all, ain't even mad
I my flow is dope as coke, come get your bag
Just that Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
Nigga started with a dollar and a dream, me the cream
All about that profit piling, that's by any means
That fifty-thousand in my busting out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, that go missing 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 since I was seventeen
I put it on mama, always of having a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, still I was skating in Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, my niggas claim
Probably in the whip with my Spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back nine J's
I be balling, small ding know what I
I say what's up with bitches? Molly, weed, and some liquor
I'm the of nigga do you first and then your sister
I'm a savage, with fifty
Came from the of the barrel, to living 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 smell it on you and clear
And since my daddy left me young, I ran up out of
And when it come down to my family, I die for them
Blow that chopper through your chest to 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,