Life of a Don

Double R truck, I be high as the stars
400 Horses, a farm in this car
Widebody V8, it came supercharged
I can't complain, this the life of a don
Got niggas they hating, I'm working too hard
Chasing this paper, recording these songs
DMs from labels, I'm rubbing my palms
I done made like eight in less than a month

Bathing Ape, that's the brand I got on
Air Forces, these the white Fear of Gods
I remember when I lived with my mom
Dropping bangers, now I'm topping the charts
My teachers told me I would never go far
The hate it motivated me to go hard
I made mistakes but that's what gave me my heart
I hustle every day for Sagen and Mom
No flex when I rip rubber bands off the stack
Drop a whole check, do a show, get it back
ESV, I put a stamp right on that
YSM, they got it popping like flats
Hop off a jet, then I hop in a Jag
This ain't no Jetta, 200 on dash
I step on the pedal, my engine gone rev
I'm taking off and I ain't planning to land
They peep the antics and they think imma crash
Diamonds dancing in the camera, no flash
She think I'm handsome, but I don't wanna smash
Ain't talking animal, I play with the cat
This ain't a game, I be playing with cash
She know my name but she be calling me "Dad"
You call her babe, you niggas going out sad
I'm only stating things I know for a fact
In the kitchen, brodie whipping the glass
They took my niggas, I ain't tripping on that
The only thing I do run up a sack
You want a verse from me, it comes with a tax
They slept on me but they needed a nap
I'm always working, know I need to relax
Music therapeutic, it's relieving my stress
Fuck what they doing, I believe I'm the best

Double R truck, I be high as the stars
400 Horses, a farm in this car
Widebody V8, it came supercharged
I can't complain, this the life of a don
Got niggas they hating, I'm working too hard
Chasing this paper, recording these songs
DMs from labels, I'm rubbing my palms
I done made like eight in less than a month



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Errar
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