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We doing demon things in the party
She going crazy she popping a Molly
Eyes looking real lazy but still imma spot it
Sporting the shit that I want and I got it
Them Niggas they different they lean like the wock
Stay faded of runts and CÎROC
The shit that you doing you might as well stop
I might just show out for the shit that I want
All of the money stacked up in the vault
I'm feeling like pop like the king of New York
Hush up ya mouth close it up like a cork
I might just take charge
Live like Larry we living it large
I got too faded I'm Landing on Mars
We leaving the spot in German made cars
Pull up get schmacked and talk to the stars
Demon time you know ready to kill
Bitches be fake no they ain't keeping it real
The shit I been doing official a president seal
Disappear it's magic
Feel like a wizard they calling me Beal
Niggas is spazzing erratic
Feeling like Sammy I'm keeping it trill
I told these bitches can't have it
No won't take your appeal
What you feel it's tragic
No I don't care bout the shit that you feel
Niggas pull up you know we can spark it
No control on me so I'm going my hardest
I'm going my hardest
No A boogie but I feel like an artist
Ima keep doing this shit till whole damn team got gold in they mouth
Do what you preach and live how you rap and then you go figure it out
Do what you want, do what you say I just be making my route
On the low low, building myself day in day out
You saying that you gotta roster
I'm out here building my franchise
Bodies I simply just baptize
Playing the villain cause I need no allies
The present is all that we got
Negative thoughts ima jot
You say You getting money I know you not
Living my life i'm controlling the plot
I'm okay
Knowing that I gotta pave my own way
Yuh
Fuck what they say
Ima be who I want today
Yuh
Day to day
Gotta thank God i ain't astray
Rainy days
Know they coming put em in my world like sway
Yuh
18 but I move like vet
Blood, tears, don't forget the sweat
My shots be nothing but net
Your shots don't hit the rim yet
Yuh yuh
Simply just get out my sight
Doing it cause it feels right
Hands stay up i'm here for a fight
She going crazy she popping a Molly
Eyes looking real lazy but still imma spot it
Sporting the shit that I want and I got it
Them Niggas they different they lean like the wock
Stay faded of runts and CÎROC
The shit that you doing you might as well stop
I might just show out for the shit that I want
All of the money stacked up in the vault
I'm feeling like pop like the king of New York
Hush up ya mouth close it up like a cork
I might just take charge
Live like Larry we living it large
I got too faded I'm Landing on Mars
We leaving the spot in German made cars
Pull up get schmacked and talk to the stars
Demon time you know ready to kill
Bitches be fake no they ain't keeping it real
The shit I been doing official a president seal
Disappear it's magic
Feel like a wizard they calling me Beal
Niggas is spazzing erratic
Feeling like Sammy I'm keeping it trill
I told these bitches can't have it
No won't take your appeal
What you feel it's tragic
No I don't care bout the shit that you feel
Niggas pull up you know we can spark it
No control on me so I'm going my hardest
I'm going my hardest
No A boogie but I feel like an artist
Ima keep doing this shit till whole damn team got gold in they mouth
Do what you preach and live how you rap and then you go figure it out
Do what you want, do what you say I just be making my route
On the low low, building myself day in day out
You saying that you gotta roster
I'm out here building my franchise
Bodies I simply just baptize
Playing the villain cause I need no allies
The present is all that we got
Negative thoughts ima jot
You say You getting money I know you not
Living my life i'm controlling the plot
I'm okay
Knowing that I gotta pave my own way
Yuh
Fuck what they say
Ima be who I want today
Yuh
Day to day
Gotta thank God i ain't astray
Rainy days
Know they coming put em in my world like sway
Yuh
18 but I move like vet
Blood, tears, don't forget the sweat
My shots be nothing but net
Your shots don't hit the rim yet
Yuh yuh
Simply just get out my sight
Doing it cause it feels right
Hands stay up i'm here for a fight
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Writer(s): Ryan H
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