Project 7$
Yeah I call you big baller
We drop the heat
All I do is stunt with the bros
stunt on these hoes
I'm Dropping these bangers left and right
If I catch you slipping it's gonna be on sight
Hands up, elbows up, hop off my shit
Dripped with the cherry juice, foreign luxury
Fortune cookie told me I'm gonna fucking make it
Like, fake it till you make it Kardashian
Like, Dr. Dre producing this fire wave
The Chronic part 3 I'm telling you I'm gonna blow up
Uh
Uh uh uh uh
Gonna fucking make it
Gonna fucking blow up
On the glow up
Braggadocios personality
No one can stop me
No one can pop me
I'm on the come up financial and mentally
Aye
Knew from a young age skating around town
Optimistic bout the future back in 2012
Interviews, speeches, I knew my fucking mentors
Met a few people I wish I knew again
Uh
I praise the lord, but I don't break the law
Don't get tempted, get off these fucking tracks
Break a sweat can't let these bitches talk some shit
Run through a fuckers face
Don't gotta deal with them
Sad for those who got lost on the path
Banging head on walls, this ain't no complex math
Tormenting months up, up until now
Find a sort of peaceful mind, what about religion
Constantly think about the ending of history
Blindly following a brainwashing baptistry
We all die, so I live the best living
We all die, so you should live the best living
My state of mind I give no fucks
Just live and let live be fucking tough
Struggled and prospered
Gotta do the same
Build your persona, and be fucking insane
We drop the heat
All I do is stunt with the bros
stunt on these hoes
I'm Dropping these bangers left and right
If I catch you slipping it's gonna be on sight
Hands up, elbows up, hop off my shit
Dripped with the cherry juice, foreign luxury
Fortune cookie told me I'm gonna fucking make it
Like, fake it till you make it Kardashian
Like, Dr. Dre producing this fire wave
The Chronic part 3 I'm telling you I'm gonna blow up
Uh
Uh uh uh uh
Gonna fucking make it
Gonna fucking blow up
On the glow up
Braggadocios personality
No one can stop me
No one can pop me
I'm on the come up financial and mentally
Aye
Knew from a young age skating around town
Optimistic bout the future back in 2012
Interviews, speeches, I knew my fucking mentors
Met a few people I wish I knew again
Uh
I praise the lord, but I don't break the law
Don't get tempted, get off these fucking tracks
Break a sweat can't let these bitches talk some shit
Run through a fuckers face
Don't gotta deal with them
Sad for those who got lost on the path
Banging head on walls, this ain't no complex math
Tormenting months up, up until now
Find a sort of peaceful mind, what about religion
Constantly think about the ending of history
Blindly following a brainwashing baptistry
We all die, so I live the best living
We all die, so you should live the best living
My state of mind I give no fucks
Just live and let live be fucking tough
Struggled and prospered
Gotta do the same
Build your persona, and be fucking insane
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