Facts
I don't know what being a billionaire feel like, but I guarantee it feel like this
Love
35 bands and stacks, I read the prints of Smokeback, I throw blades at the gas, just pass
at the thing like dash, I believe in the bitch that's facts, never leaving the bitch,
I'll be teaching the bitch, she can take the leave while I'm back, 45 on my hip big
size, don't ask me shit bitch, I'm high, she said it from up all the time, I said
bitches is sun in sky, she ain't never got a look at the sky, she look at this guy,
I ever put this guy, my nigga don't get the brand fast and shit, he's a bitch, he's
a fuckin' paladipus, came up with the error matchups, now it's high-effects, she's shirt
tax and shit, once my money get the loop, poor a shower's ace, boogie, I was so happy
shit, I came up being laws big, cause we're ain't out to see her go, so nice and shit,
I be diggin' ball grand, she know this, hell a big rock, a sharp face and shit, I ain't
tryna sound a fuckin' grand, that's $10, I was going to get some candy shit, put it
rich man a blah blah, who you think, tell them who you think the man's is, who is slavery,
you think the master is, only money that could heal these damages, I just got days y'all
blue while rapping and shit, I'm supposed to be here, my nigga put everything on
on line when he walk, he's supposed to be fear, said never let the cockroaches in, this
shit ain't supposed to be fear, what size, two size, two size, two size, my nigga called
the dirty with the M5, but there ain't no fuckin' good life, we just turn our only
fans in the only bands I would lie to you, I don't talk too much by my little niggas,
he won't ever knew you, saying close to about three days, but my pockets hit a motherfucking
grew up, I make sure I look niggas, he'd forlabe me on from my fuck school lunch, uh, two
size, two size, two size, two size, pay homage, my nigga, you ain't even know how to move
if it wasn't for us, who the can, yo big bro, you would think yo pops through my net
and I'd tell us, ain't motivation with the loaves of bread, so ain't takin' on my fucking
crumbs, I was on in the pitch crib with the full core, ain't takin' no slums, man bitch
your money mission, unless you finish drippin', she ain't takin' no ones, I got direct
ties to the bouncer I said, you can't take it no gun, matter of fact, me and my niggas
used to play football with the owner's son, so that's when you see us, it's for sure
a little bit extra love, how naive of me as a young and a thing, we would get extra
up, how naive of me as a young and a thing, hey, thirty bands of my pop, big shit,
bitch, shit, you would think we was rich, I'm in front of the rich, call turn on the back
more like the first king's sins, I can't wait to explain to my son, he's making us
whatever, I can't wait to explain to my son, he's making us