Moncler
In the stu' from night to the morning
All gas no brakes gotta floor it
Last time that I, yea
Last time that I walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottle up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
She want that bag so I can't say no
And she want those shoes cause it matches her clothes
One of a kind you cant match my flows
Been a year so far and they can't come close
I been balling like the rookie of the year
Foot on they necks so i'm not playing fair
Want the whole pot I don't really wanna share
Keep getting rich that's my one and only prayer
I ain't tryna waste my time tryna spend no dime
And I don't wear vans but i'm on my grind
No money on my head but it's on my mind
Had it all mapped out yeah it's my design
Big body like i'm in a rover
Melodic like Ye but i'm Hova
Had to tell my old chick that its over
Cause I had my new one coming over
I swear that I mean disrespect
She shoulda never put me to the test
Gave her my heart and I gave her my best
Got nothing left so it's on to the next yeah
When I drive by your street with the windows tinted
But my song so loud that you know i'm in it
Imma stay in the game cause this ain't no gimmick
And my hooks stay hittin' 'cause they know i'm winning
Yeah i'm running this shit till my feet hurt
Oh you mad at my jewels call me Caeser
Oh she broke up with me don't believe her
She was just running back to me
Cause i'm all on the speakers yeah yeah
Last time that I walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottle up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
She want that bag so I can't say no
And she want those shoes cause it matches her clothes
One of a kind you cant match my flows
Been a year so far and they can't come close
I been balling like the rookie of the year
Foot on they necks so i'm not playing fair
Want the whole pot I don't really wanna share
Keep getting rich that's my one and only prayer
I ain't tryna waste my time tryna spend no dime
And I don't wear vans but i'm on my grind
No money on my head but it's on my mind
Had it all mapped out yeah it's my design
Last time that I walked in the rain
Last time
Last time that i walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottled up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
Bottle up all of my pain
All gas no brakes gotta floor it
Last time that I, yea
Last time that I walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottle up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
She want that bag so I can't say no
And she want those shoes cause it matches her clothes
One of a kind you cant match my flows
Been a year so far and they can't come close
I been balling like the rookie of the year
Foot on they necks so i'm not playing fair
Want the whole pot I don't really wanna share
Keep getting rich that's my one and only prayer
I ain't tryna waste my time tryna spend no dime
And I don't wear vans but i'm on my grind
No money on my head but it's on my mind
Had it all mapped out yeah it's my design
Big body like i'm in a rover
Melodic like Ye but i'm Hova
Had to tell my old chick that its over
Cause I had my new one coming over
I swear that I mean disrespect
She shoulda never put me to the test
Gave her my heart and I gave her my best
Got nothing left so it's on to the next yeah
When I drive by your street with the windows tinted
But my song so loud that you know i'm in it
Imma stay in the game cause this ain't no gimmick
And my hooks stay hittin' 'cause they know i'm winning
Yeah i'm running this shit till my feet hurt
Oh you mad at my jewels call me Caeser
Oh she broke up with me don't believe her
She was just running back to me
Cause i'm all on the speakers yeah yeah
Last time that I walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottle up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
She want that bag so I can't say no
And she want those shoes cause it matches her clothes
One of a kind you cant match my flows
Been a year so far and they can't come close
I been balling like the rookie of the year
Foot on they necks so i'm not playing fair
Want the whole pot I don't really wanna share
Keep getting rich that's my one and only prayer
I ain't tryna waste my time tryna spend no dime
And I don't wear vans but i'm on my grind
No money on my head but it's on my mind
Had it all mapped out yeah it's my design
Last time that I walked in the rain
Last time
Last time that i walked in the rain
I ran inside and put on a Moncler coat
I bottled up all of my pain
Poured up Ciroc now its tasting like Faygo
Bottle up all of my pain
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Jardenico
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