The Beginning (feat. Moke)
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
Road to riches
Road to finer things
I got a fine lil thing
She ride me and she ride the wave
Gorilla stumping through that jungle tryna find a way
I'm in that field with all my brothers
Tryna find a play
They like how i get on a track and let my soul bleed
Just wanna roll another pack
Get high as nose bleeds
I got that bag and now they acting like they know me
No you can't tell me that you real
You gotta show me
Uh, no
Ain't nothing left to do bitch I'm grinding
They tell me I'll never be nothing
I swear that i do this for Landi
This money gonn' come with some timing
You only live once can't rewind it
My nigga get up and quit wining
My nigga we up and we shining
My nigga we up and we winning
And think that it's just the beginning
I'm not giving up on my city
I'm married
I'm stuck with these Benjis
Can't get interrupted by women
And no i don't fuck with these niggas
And yeah ima tell you my story
It's straight introduction no ending
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
I be out here winning
Y'all just out here losing
Y'all look like lil fools
Body rocks full of jewels
I ain't playing with no games
I ain't saying no names
Rocking that piece and chain
Gripping on the wood grain
This is just the beginning
I ain't worried bout sinning
I just want me a Bentley
I just want me a Benz
Sitting up on them inches
I ain't worried bout friends
Y'all niggas be simple
I'm just out here pimping
Gangster with my limping
Wanna know all of the shit that I'm into
I need a pad and a pencil
Some type of writing utensil
Putting this shit to the mental
On the cool I'm just a fool
I don't even need a damn intro
It's Mr. Moke Luv Magic
With the stove i do magic
When i make my first mill
I ain't gonn' lie nigga I'm capping
No church and I'm sinning
I ain't worried I'm winning
I ain't worried I'm winning
I ain't worried I'm winning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
Road to riches
Road to finer things
I got a fine lil thing
She ride me and she ride the wave
Gorilla stumping through that jungle tryna find a way
I'm in that field with all my brothers
Tryna find a play
They like how i get on a track and let my soul bleed
Just wanna roll another pack
Get high as nose bleeds
I got that bag and now they acting like they know me
No you can't tell me that you real
You gotta show me
Uh, no
Ain't nothing left to do bitch I'm grinding
They tell me I'll never be nothing
I swear that i do this for Landi
This money gonn' come with some timing
You only live once can't rewind it
My nigga get up and quit wining
My nigga we up and we shining
My nigga we up and we winning
And think that it's just the beginning
I'm not giving up on my city
I'm married
I'm stuck with these Benjis
Can't get interrupted by women
And no i don't fuck with these niggas
And yeah ima tell you my story
It's straight introduction no ending
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
This is the beginning
I'm just out here winning
I'm just out here winning
This is the beginning
I be out here winning
Y'all just out here losing
Y'all look like lil fools
Body rocks full of jewels
I ain't playing with no games
I ain't saying no names
Rocking that piece and chain
Gripping on the wood grain
This is just the beginning
I ain't worried bout sinning
I just want me a Bentley
I just want me a Benz
Sitting up on them inches
I ain't worried bout friends
Y'all niggas be simple
I'm just out here pimping
Gangster with my limping
Wanna know all of the shit that I'm into
I need a pad and a pencil
Some type of writing utensil
Putting this shit to the mental
On the cool I'm just a fool
I don't even need a damn intro
It's Mr. Moke Luv Magic
With the stove i do magic
When i make my first mill
I ain't gonn' lie nigga I'm capping
No church and I'm sinning
I ain't worried I'm winning
I ain't worried I'm winning
I ain't worried I'm winning
Credits
Writer(s): Lawayne Ross
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