Spaztastic
Best believe
I'm spazzing
Tryna get racks in
Making a play like I'm Paxton
Done with a dream and passion
We in high fashion
Baddie beside me like Braxton
They think nigga is bragging
I still got money
Underneath my mattress
Living too lavish
Livin jus how these niggas imagine
This is my universe
Tell the opposition do they worse
It could never hurt
Niggas think money come before the work
Came too far just to hit reverse
Fuck the perks
Imma put the money first
Anything else came with a curse
Let the challenge begin
No I'm not talking no Whitaker
Talking when listener
Decide he tired
Of hearin all the similar
So he spice it up
Like mixing with vinegar
That's when I get bigger
I'll hit 6 figures
Might hit 7
8 hour shifts
Never really in question
Wakin at 9 like a job was a blessin
Work ethic of a peasant
Just So I live like a king
From the heavens
The lesson I'm stressing
You could never ever lessen my presence
Effervescence teeming
All out of my essence
Wealthy fragrances
Soon as I step in
Young black king
That boy a weapon
Make sum shake lil nigga
Press niggas
Till yo pressure gon break dese niggas
Can't wait for niggas
In my way
Run thru ya face
Set the pace
For doomsday
Bumpin Dumile
Cruising thru the bay
With yo bae
Speak into the mic baby
Concentrate
Andale
Don't worry
Imma have you back home by 8
Got a bone to pick
And backbone to break
Make the table shake
With one take
Press play n you'll say
Now I know I'm late but damn
That boy Sno a great
Bitch it ain't over
They must not a told ya
My internal soldier
It have no controller
My heart gettin colder
Shi temp'd like a polar
The more I get older
Feel death gettin closer
Need me a rover for I buy me stroller
Turn up my motor
And let me go wild
Money sex music
Now that shi right there
Is my style
Best believe im spazzing
Tryna get racks in
Making a play lik I'm Paxton
Done with a dream and passion
We in high fashion
Baddie beside me like Braxton
They think nigga is bragging
I still got old money
Underneath my old mattress
Living too lavish
Livin jus how these niggas imagine
Yea just how these niggas imagine
Just how these niggas
Just how them niggas
I'm spazzing
Tryna get racks in
Making a play like I'm Paxton
Done with a dream and passion
We in high fashion
Baddie beside me like Braxton
They think nigga is bragging
I still got money
Underneath my mattress
Living too lavish
Livin jus how these niggas imagine
This is my universe
Tell the opposition do they worse
It could never hurt
Niggas think money come before the work
Came too far just to hit reverse
Fuck the perks
Imma put the money first
Anything else came with a curse
Let the challenge begin
No I'm not talking no Whitaker
Talking when listener
Decide he tired
Of hearin all the similar
So he spice it up
Like mixing with vinegar
That's when I get bigger
I'll hit 6 figures
Might hit 7
8 hour shifts
Never really in question
Wakin at 9 like a job was a blessin
Work ethic of a peasant
Just So I live like a king
From the heavens
The lesson I'm stressing
You could never ever lessen my presence
Effervescence teeming
All out of my essence
Wealthy fragrances
Soon as I step in
Young black king
That boy a weapon
Make sum shake lil nigga
Press niggas
Till yo pressure gon break dese niggas
Can't wait for niggas
In my way
Run thru ya face
Set the pace
For doomsday
Bumpin Dumile
Cruising thru the bay
With yo bae
Speak into the mic baby
Concentrate
Andale
Don't worry
Imma have you back home by 8
Got a bone to pick
And backbone to break
Make the table shake
With one take
Press play n you'll say
Now I know I'm late but damn
That boy Sno a great
Bitch it ain't over
They must not a told ya
My internal soldier
It have no controller
My heart gettin colder
Shi temp'd like a polar
The more I get older
Feel death gettin closer
Need me a rover for I buy me stroller
Turn up my motor
And let me go wild
Money sex music
Now that shi right there
Is my style
Best believe im spazzing
Tryna get racks in
Making a play lik I'm Paxton
Done with a dream and passion
We in high fashion
Baddie beside me like Braxton
They think nigga is bragging
I still got old money
Underneath my old mattress
Living too lavish
Livin jus how these niggas imagine
Yea just how these niggas imagine
Just how these niggas
Just how them niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Giovanni Ray
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