Deion
Ayo
My brain got paper cuts because I got money on my mind
I've been on the grind
I define as prime-time Deion Sanders from the other side
Had to get out, had to go after, had to shine
In a box without a lantern
Not only am I pouring up, but I've been rolling up
Big moonrocks for the forgotten ones
Keep my circle small it's me and my partners
Don't want no problems from any other ones
I did this shit my way so I'm just being Frank with you
Go 'head and take a picture
I'm worth 8 sideways like Eminem
Never too far from the fame just a mile away
People making fun of me for making funds
Guess who laughing to the bank, Ha-ha-ha
You could see it in my face I've been the one
Since I came out the womb, my mother's only son
I finna help everyone who gave a single fuck
Rappers hustling and wishing for a billboard
Fuck throwing pennies in the fountain, they throwing they souls
They letting it all go
For suicide door Rolls
Spending spree on Melrose
I'm not to talk so when I get on Its pronto
To feed the mouths around me, keep the family close
Make sure that everything I do is unforgettable like Nat-King-Cole
The struggle path is getting closer to the end of the road, yessir
My brain got paper cuts because I got money on my mind
I've been on the grind
I define as prime-time Deion Sanders from the other side
Had to get out, had to go after, had to shine
In a box without a lantern
Not only am I pouring up, but I've been rolling up
Big moonrocks for the forgotten ones
Keep my circle small it's me and my partners
Don't want no problems from any other ones
I did this shit my way so I'm just being Frank with you
Go 'head and take a picture
I'm worth 8 sideways like Eminem
Never too far from the fame just a mile away
People making fun of me for making funds
Guess who laughing to the bank, Ha-ha-ha
You could see it in my face I've been the one
Since I came out the womb, my mother's only son
I finna help everyone who gave a single fuck
Rappers hustling and wishing for a billboard
Fuck throwing pennies in the fountain, they throwing they souls
They letting it all go
For suicide door Rolls
Spending spree on Melrose
I'm not to talk so when I get on Its pronto
To feed the mouths around me, keep the family close
Make sure that everything I do is unforgettable like Nat-King-Cole
The struggle path is getting closer to the end of the road, yessir
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Writer(s): Steven Palomo
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