10

Yea
BLK
Finna go super sayin on this hoe
Uh, Uh
No rest
I'm on S
No stress
Get a check
I'm the best to ever do it, they just won't admit it
All these women keep on tripping falling in they feelings
They should understand I'm focused tryna make a milli
Ice cold
Frost bit
Yea I'm too chilly
I want steak on my plate I ain't talking philly
All I do is go to work bitch I'm Uncle Willy
Friday's count it up but I don't spend it
10
I need a motherfucking 10
That's right
Bens, Uh
Whipping up in a
Whipping up in a
Whipping up in a coup
No soup, all I need is my bread
All these new niggas only talk Fed
I thank God all I needed was a chance
And in this music all I need is my fans

10, 10 That's new beginnings
10, 10 I'm giving blessings
10, 10 receiving blessings
10, 10 on to the next one
10
10
10
All I need is a 10
Give it 10

I never forget the problems that I was having
I never forget the people that came laughing
I never for the people that came helping
And now the pot boiling over, yea we melting
Hot
Yea we motherfucking, Hot
This is something you can't stop
Facts
This is something you can't
Stop
All that motherfucking hating and debating
Contemplating on who they think the greatest is
Give a fuck about who they say it is
Man they know who the super sayin is
Concrete flow I gotta bring the pavement in
Never wait again, ain't no way that you can weigh this is
I ain't counting sins man just make sure you bring my payment in
10
I need a motherfucking 10



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Woods
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