Kevin

That's right, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about
I'm not kidding, motherfucker
Don't even speak to me unless you got my money, in the end, I'm catchin' it
I don't need a confirmation, nigga, we are the confirmation
Hey

I ain't got an extra day, I can't let it go to waste
Doin' more than what it takes, put the label in they place
Took my foot up off the brake
Heard you niggas speakin', but, who's speakin' to my face?
Why you niggas so involved?
Should I tell John Wong he has been replaced?
How the fuck you niggas manage?
Niggas all up in my business every single day
Why them niggas in my business?
Doin' business with me, do less than the niggas that hate

I wish I charge less of a rate
But, fuck what they take, I still get a piece of the cake
Still got the crib by the lake
We ain't got a couch, but, trust me, the rent never late
Long as my people feel safe
Long as I keep all my cake think we gon' be great
As long as the speakers are played
Boy, don't you play, boy, what you say?
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh

Every day a celebration when you gettin' paid
Long as niggas eatin', get the fuck out my face (ayy, shut the fuck up)
I ain't even mean it, that ain't what I was tryna say
How you feelin'? I feel great
I feel great (yeah)

Give it a rest
I'm not impressed, nah
Say it with ya chest
Straight from the breast (yeah)
Only the best
No need to flex, nah (nah)
Can I confess?
Hold up my racks (hold up my racks)
Is it irrational, or is it complex?

I'm the new MJ (Mike Jack')
Oh, how you jest (hah)
Yeah, I'ma cash man (cash)
A whole bless (a whole bless)
Come to my bed she in (bed she in)
Come get some rest

Nigga, just be who you wanna be
Don't ever be anybody else
If we family and you roll with me
You'd get the highest up on the shelf
For you, I'd give almost anything
Just to see accolades on the belt
We MVPs without many wins
So you know that all these punches felt

Painted my room a new shade of green (yuh)
So I see guala before I sleep
We sellin' shit that you never seen (yuh)
And still I'm not telling, no, not a peep
This life that we got isn't guaranteed
So we gotta live it up every day
I hope that my brothers see 43
I hope that I teach 'em a better way

Every day a celebration when you gettin' paid (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Long as niggas eatin', get the fuck out my face (ayy, shut the fuck up)
I ain't even mean it, that ain't what I was tryna s-



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Writer(s): Jahan Michael Jayubo-williams, Victor Daniel Wainstein, Isaac Rose, Damarcuz Henderson, Niko Oroc, Michael Farkash, Samant Philippe Mathur
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