First Team All Decade

Uh, fly shit
I really do this shit effortlessly man This shit easy money
This shit easy money

Stats up on the board, I'm first-team all-decade
The real is back, don't bring that bullshit round my way
The only rules I follow is son go get paid
And be loyal to your people til you under a grave
In Atlantic City with some paper to burn
I'm cutting niggas in line, ain't no more waiting my turn
My money making money is my only concern
Cause I make sure that all my niggas eat
Cruising down the street, got the whole crew here with me
Rolling up some tree, gotta watch out for police
They say I bring that heat, got my music on repeat
It's very clear to see, niggas cannot fuck with me

Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Woo. Yeah. Every time
This shit easy money
I really do this shit in my sleep my nigga
This shit is to easy for a nigga dog
This shit easy money

This the flyest shit you ever heard in your life
Ignoring petty bitches doing shit outta spite
Ignoring bullshit niggas doing shit outta hate
I will be the goat, that shit not up for debate
Cause the work I'm bout to put in
Gon have my money knots as thick as a phone book is
Free all of my niggas out of state and fed bookings
They say I give em that feel like the don from Brooklyn
Do everything b i g, til I d i e
Got your p y t, all on my t i p
Breathe, you can find me in the c u t
Smoking p u r p

Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
Flashing lights and fancy cars
There you are, superstar
You know when you hear it first
It comes from only the family man
Fly Shit Feel Good Music
This shit easy money
This shit easy money



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Brunson
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