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Hear the beat then I activate
I've been locked in for a while
But I'm trying not to reminisce
I don't wanna look back to the dark times
Found a light then I flipped the switch
See I went from banks to the fame
With the name had to make a switch
But I'm in it for the banks not fame
Tell the teller need my hunits crisp
The the runner no ones in this
Why ya broad always popping shit
Call sis make her run in her lips
And that's how the story ends

I'm the best in the city
Ya ain't know that yet
Sat back had to learn the steps
Man a bar for a bar I'm they biggest threat
As far as real rap I'm as good as it gets
Ain't no need to compare the checks
Ya boy getting bread and I barley flex
Cause the Ds be tryna chase the net
So we move swift fold em make a left
White ash when we smoking chump
Gotta know this that potent stuff
I ain't even gon hold you up
Need a eighth of designer tryna smoke with us
Big racks can't fold em up
Thank god that I wasn't cut like y'all
Money international go hard ina mall
Shopping in the summer we prepared for the fall
Double shot of henny i could run through a wall
Double shot of 42 got her pulling on draws
Pick and choose gotta play a card
Money on a circle flowing through the squad
It's facts or a goal
Cause homeboy I ain't kicking frauds
And ya shawty go low
Just to try to get a taste of mars
Hopped in the whip
120 On the dashboard
Happy birthday banko
Couple words from the last whore
Fail on fail my life like a crash course
But my bitch too bad long hair like a black horse
I ain't tryna brag but damn
Ya Niggas gone force the hand
Tryna rap tune in I don't make you dance
But no shade to a soul only goal is bands
In the dark I devise the plan
Double tap for the love I ain't talking
Gram
Visualize stand behind the cam
Made a movie Shit is Gucci like dapper dan
Told em it's no racing me
Stay in my own lane gotta pace the speed
Swagger down pat got the remedy
You can't move before I start that's a penalty
I never known to pocket watch
Had to wait my turn tryna watch the clock
Broke niggas tryna block the shot
Steady counting up wins they just mad they not
Middle-finger screaming fuck the cops
Ain't no love for nigga tryna keep us locked
I got a dream gotta leave the block
Couple acres couple cars gotta make a lot
Hit the block then I set up shop
Fuck love I gotta chase the guap
Got ya bitch giving only top and back rubs
My favorite thot

I been locked in for a while
Trying not to reminisce
I don't wanna look back to the dark times
Found a light then I flipped the switch
See I went from banks to the fame
With the name had to make switch
But I'm in it for the banks not fame
The the teller need my hunits crisp