Late Night, Early Morning.
Late Night early morning
Same shit everyday
I'm Up while your snoring
Thinking of a play
Separation is the key
Get from all the fakes
Appreciate the haters
Cuz they gon pave my way
Ain't talking currency
Refuse to conversate
Time is money
Man and i dont like to wait
Like my name is simon
She gon do just what i say
(Yeah She gon do just what i say)
Aint talking bout a dollar
Gotta cut it short
Whole family gotta eat
I told em grab they forks
And we don't fuck with the pigs
Naw we don't fuck with pork
I started in the dark
Ain't have no fucking torch
Plate is getting big
Looking like it's ross
Can't wait for the mabach benz 6
So i can drop the top
Free Lil Cooly that's my dawg
But now he gotta pay dat cost
That's my brodie
Imma pick him up and always drop him off
Real nigga move in silence
Professional moving like a bosss
Hit the gas i'm gone
U can't see me all you hear is the exhaust
Bad bitch she just want a bag
Bad bitch she just want it all
Dat lil bih tried to drop her drawls
I told her knock it off
Cuz i done waited all my life
And i made that sacrifice
Really coulda went league
As you see i rolled my dice
Inboxed with DCannon
Told me im running up my stripes
Nah i ain't talking chief keef
But fuck niggas i do not like
You see The label tryna sign me
Gotta put that shit on hold
Like i said in the beginning
Gotta trillion dollar soul
No i ain't tripping bout a bitch
No i ain't worried bout a hoe
It's a gang
We move as one
If one fall
We all fall
Dominos
Same shit everyday
I'm Up while your snoring
Thinking of a play
Separation is the key
Get from all the fakes
Appreciate the haters
Cuz they gon pave my way
Ain't talking currency
Refuse to conversate
Time is money
Man and i dont like to wait
Like my name is simon
She gon do just what i say
(Yeah She gon do just what i say)
Aint talking bout a dollar
Gotta cut it short
Whole family gotta eat
I told em grab they forks
And we don't fuck with the pigs
Naw we don't fuck with pork
I started in the dark
Ain't have no fucking torch
Plate is getting big
Looking like it's ross
Can't wait for the mabach benz 6
So i can drop the top
Free Lil Cooly that's my dawg
But now he gotta pay dat cost
That's my brodie
Imma pick him up and always drop him off
Real nigga move in silence
Professional moving like a bosss
Hit the gas i'm gone
U can't see me all you hear is the exhaust
Bad bitch she just want a bag
Bad bitch she just want it all
Dat lil bih tried to drop her drawls
I told her knock it off
Cuz i done waited all my life
And i made that sacrifice
Really coulda went league
As you see i rolled my dice
Inboxed with DCannon
Told me im running up my stripes
Nah i ain't talking chief keef
But fuck niggas i do not like
You see The label tryna sign me
Gotta put that shit on hold
Like i said in the beginning
Gotta trillion dollar soul
No i ain't tripping bout a bitch
No i ain't worried bout a hoe
It's a gang
We move as one
If one fall
We all fall
Dominos
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