Best Of Me (feat. Rick Ross)

(Freeway)

How you wanna see me?
Doing bad or living good? (Yeah)
My music global now, I'm tryna make it out the hood
It's a race to 21, get lucky once you 18 (aye)
Remember fightin' cases, but now I'm chasin' the dream (look)

No, they ain't wanna believe me, I made them haters believe (come on)
I'm color coordinated 'cause everything I see green (yuh)
Man on a mission, he won't stop 'til he receive
Keep my foot all on they necks, it's gon' be hard for them to breathe (yuh)

You only live once, no, you can't do it twice (no)
It's like a deck of cards, you better play it right
Gamblin' with your life a dirty game, still wasting dice
Made it through the rain, it's a struggle, had to sacrifice

I took so many Ls movin' wrong when I thought wrong was right
Grippin' on this pole, I be thuggin', gotta hold it tight
Money on my mind, I see paper, not a hoe in sight
But you wouldn't understand 'cause you ain't sleepin' on that floor tonight

It's like they waitin' for be to flop, but I got ambition
I got my eyes up on the prize, it ain't no competition
If you ain't never switch up on me, you woulda been here with me (for real)
And I can give you niggas game but only if you listen

I been saucin' on you niggas, now they want the recipe
I can show you how I'm steppin', you can't get the best of me
I flow like a butterfly, sting like bumblebee
My confidence so high, boy, I kill 'em humbly

I'm just tryna motivate the youngins
These niggas out here stealing swag, no they can't take it from me (M-M-M)
I'ma stand on all tens, tell them boys to run it (huh)
And whoever at the top, just know that I'm coming (M-M-M)
M-M-Maybach Music

Headshot another opp, he turnin' in his grave
Hunnid shots on the block, I set this shit ablaze
Fed charges, duckin' cops, man this shit amaze
Talk down on the block, throwing every gang (M-M-M)

Praying for my downfall, them niggas envy fame (huh)
You kill mine, I kill yours, therefore, we feel the same
No bond, murder charge, boy, them people came
Still wet everything, leave 'em in the rain

Big diamonds
When you see me say, "Big timin'" (woo)
Black bottles for the boys and this rear shinin' (M-M-M)
Dick in suits and these pussy boys killin' who?

Are you really sure this the one to get into?
Niggas smiling with a mouth full of gold teeth (huh)
How the fuck you plannin' to tell him that he won't eat?
Therefore, I'm stickin' to the plan, getting to the riches (riches)
The Lord is my witness and I'm still the biggest

(M-M-Maybach Music)