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Hit the stu then I go dumb
Dash straight to the cash that's a home run
This a suicidal mission yea it's no fun
I'm finna ball like the boy from Oklahoma
I be countin up this paper I don't tote guns
All you do is hate lil nigga you a whole bum
Stay independent nigga ion trust no one
Headed to the top I don't do this shit for nun

Hatin niggas headed left cuz they know I'm gettin right
Got a bag way out of state so I'm out like a light
These niggas hate from the bottom while I'll be up in a flight
They ain't wanna see Avion succeed so when I do it's gonna be a scary sight
Nigga thats your bitch fuck you gonna do if I swipe her
The game just like a shawty Ima step up in and pipe her
I attract the baddest bitches in the sea only strippers
I spit heat on this track like a mufuckin lighter
I'm breaking these bars down every single day Ima fighter
And I'm bodying these niggas like I'm Roudy Roudy Piper
Spittin fire with these lyrics you could tell ion need a writer
And I'm staying on my hustle I ain't never getting tired
Cuz I'm on the road to get this milly on me I need it
And Success is my destination I could really see it
Making my next move just like a DB I read it
I'm going crazy on this track I need to calm down Jesus

Hit the stu then I go dumb
Dash straight to the cash that's a home run
This a suicidal mission yea it's no fun
I'm finna ball like the boy from Oklahoma
I be countin up this paper I don't tote guns
All you do is hate lil nigga you a whole bum
Stay independent nigga ion trust no one
Headed to the top I don't do this shit for nun

Time is ticking I got a couple years to make it big
I'm bouta take this shit right to the house like I'm Stefon Diggs
My circle small money strong niggas who I'm hangin wit
I'm bouta blow straight out the blue but Uno ain't no crip
That's why I be smokin the beat like a cig
These niggas think they up field but I'm taking it back for 6
Can't fuck wit bitches they ain't shit but some hoes and tricks
I rather hustle everyday so I could stack my chips
Baby I been juggin for these bands I can't love you
Stickin to my hustle yea I put that shit above you
Do this every day I keep my hours on a double
Watch me step up in the game I'm bouta cause a lotta trouble
Lay the bars right on the beat then ima let it rip
You know I'm real by the facts Im spittin right out my lips
You think I won't succeed out the streets I'll catch you on the flip
Just don't come running back when you see me gettin hella rich

Hit the stu then I go dumb
Dash straight to the cash that's a home run
This a suicidal mission yea it's no fun
I'm finna ball like the boy from Oklahoma
I be countin up this paper I don't tote guns
All you do is hate lil nigga you a whole bum
Stay independent nigga ion trust no one
Headed to the top I don't do this shit for nun



Credits
Writer(s): Ariel Marmolejos
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