Let It Go
I been on the floor
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Running out of time I'm running out of luck
Money on my mind I'm trynna count it up
Waiting for a sign I'm looking up above
All I got is faith and just a couple bucks
I been down feel like I could drown
Underground waiting to be found
On the ground hell is all around
All around I could smoke a pound
I don't wanna waste my time no more I want dollar signs
High road wanna take my shot 'fore I go wanna know the life
I been on my fucking grind
Stop me if you dare to try
I was out for a couple years
But the fire inside me never ever dies
I been on the floor
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Been slipping henny sipping
Tripping trynna kill my feelings
I been down and and I been sinning
Now I'm finally boutta get it
Lead ripping pages feeling drippy
Boutta catch a million
'Fore I die I want my momma knowing that I got finally did it
All my life my only hope was getting all that dough
Know my time is almost coming I won't sell my soul
I want dollars to the ceiling then I'll blow all
Haters jealous cause I'm winning I don't wanna know
I been down far too long
Lost my style lost my flow
Lost my smile all my laws
All went down on the low
I went round found my flaws
Now bounce back for more
Lost some time let it go
Let it go let it go
I been on the floor
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Running out of time I'm running out of luck
Money on my mind I'm trynna count it up
Waiting for a sign I'm looking up above
All I got is faith and just a couple bucks
I been down feel like I could drown
Underground waiting to be found
On the ground hell is all around
All around I could smoke a pound
I don't wanna waste my time no more I want dollar signs
High road wanna take my shot 'fore I go wanna know the life
I been on my fucking grind
Stop me if you dare to try
I was out for a couple years
But the fire inside me never ever dies
I been on the floor
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Been slipping henny sipping
Tripping trynna kill my feelings
I been down and and I been sinning
Now I'm finally boutta get it
Lead ripping pages feeling drippy
Boutta catch a million
'Fore I die I want my momma knowing that I got finally did it
All my life my only hope was getting all that dough
Know my time is almost coming I won't sell my soul
I want dollars to the ceiling then I'll blow all
Haters jealous cause I'm winning I don't wanna know
I been down far too long
Lost my style lost my flow
Lost my smile all my laws
All went down on the low
I went round found my flaws
Now bounce back for more
Lost some time let it go
Let it go let it go
I been on the floor
Riding solo homie I just wanna know
Will I make it out the city on my own
I been trynna get it I just wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
I been trynna get it on my own
Riding thru my city all alone
Tell 'em I just really wanna know
What it feel to count the dough then let it go
Credits
Writer(s): Giovanni Goldheart
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