Ours

Playing with the racks yeah I had a money shower
Only smoking gas yeah this can't get any louder
I was skipping class now i make my Momma prouder
Save it for the gang, everything we made is ours

Playing with the racks yeah I had a money shower
Only smoking gas yeah this can't get any louder
I was skipping class now i made my Momma prouder
Save it for the gang, everything we made is ours

If you switched up I don't even feel bad now
They won't get a glimpse of success with their hand out
They ask if I like this more than soccer, yes hands down
Cuz 'now I do not have a coach to tell me when to back down
Why the fuck, am I the realest person that I know
She don't look, at me like she look at her iPhone
So I do me, and focus on where all my time goes
I'm throwing heat, straight down the middle of the strike zone

See me in the city better dap me up
Think about all of the highs when you sad as fuck
Gotta travel through the valley to see half the stuff
At the top of the cliff after shit was rough, yeah

Moved on without a place to go
That's the hardest shit i had to do it made me grow
Said it ain't over till the fat lady sing
So Imma tie that bitch up and make her sing the note

Playing with racks yeah I had a money shower
Only smoking gas yeah this can't get any louder
I was skipping class now i make my Momma prouder
Save it for the gang, everything we made is ours

Playing with racks yeah I had a money shower
Only smoking gas this can't get any louder
I was skipping class now i made my Momma prouder
Save it for the gang, everything we made is ours



Credits
Writer(s): Deniz Sipahi
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