On a Mission
On a mission to get it
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
Baby I'm different
Ain't got no time to kick it
I be on go
Trying to get it
Stack it or spend it
You do whatever you choose
Just know I ain't sharing these benjis
She thicker than Renni
Cool
But never to friendly
Niggas be fake
And they envy
They can be up more than you
And still hate a nigga deep down
I won't ever get it
Don't care what you did
Or who you know
These niggas still be hoes
She think I'm slow
Really I just play it cool
But baby I promise I know
The one
I was chose
This a new level
I took off with out them
Been reaching goals
You real
It'll show
Ain't got to prove nothing to niggas
Stack new money
And spend the old
In love with the game
Niggas be tough on the gram
But promise they can't stop the rain
Bro put in pain
I saw the look in his eyes
He won't ever be the same
Product gone change
Art of hustle on my brain
I be deep off in my lane
Think it's a game
We gone pull up on you niggas
And dare you to speak on our name
On a mission to get it
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
This a new year
Only thing changing is currency
I'm trying stack it and build
Chase it it's near
Niggas be playing it safe
I bet they won't ever see mills
Vision is clear
Promise if you stay consistent
This shit gone hit the right ear
Pain in the rear
I done been scarred
And honestly
Don't ever think it'll heal
It is what it is
Got to stay focused
Control what I can
I ain't got no fear
And if I lose
I'm a come back every time
Surviving
We dying to live
Just keep it real
They want to be everybody
But don't even know who they is
So over tears
I became numb to the pain
I lost my brody for real
Got to stay solid
They talk about it
I got it
Baby I'm balling like Scotty
OPM
We spending credit
No wallet
Can't mix the reup and profit
So many doubted
I'm a shit on them
In silence
We ran it up in the lobby
Flight to the tropics
My lady badder than Halle
I'm a rebel
Just like rowdy
On a mission to get it
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
Baby I'm different
Ain't got no time to kick it
I be on go
Trying to get it
Stack it or spend it
You do whatever you choose
Just know I ain't sharing these benjis
She thicker than Renni
Cool
But never to friendly
Niggas be fake
And they envy
They can be up more than you
And still hate a nigga deep down
I won't ever get it
Don't care what you did
Or who you know
These niggas still be hoes
She think I'm slow
Really I just play it cool
But baby I promise I know
The one
I was chose
This a new level
I took off with out them
Been reaching goals
You real
It'll show
Ain't got to prove nothing to niggas
Stack new money
And spend the old
In love with the game
Niggas be tough on the gram
But promise they can't stop the rain
Bro put in pain
I saw the look in his eyes
He won't ever be the same
Product gone change
Art of hustle on my brain
I be deep off in my lane
Think it's a game
We gone pull up on you niggas
And dare you to speak on our name
On a mission to get it
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
This a new year
Only thing changing is currency
I'm trying stack it and build
Chase it it's near
Niggas be playing it safe
I bet they won't ever see mills
Vision is clear
Promise if you stay consistent
This shit gone hit the right ear
Pain in the rear
I done been scarred
And honestly
Don't ever think it'll heal
It is what it is
Got to stay focused
Control what I can
I ain't got no fear
And if I lose
I'm a come back every time
Surviving
We dying to live
Just keep it real
They want to be everybody
But don't even know who they is
So over tears
I became numb to the pain
I lost my brody for real
Got to stay solid
They talk about it
I got it
Baby I'm balling like Scotty
OPM
We spending credit
No wallet
Can't mix the reup and profit
So many doubted
I'm a shit on them
In silence
We ran it up in the lobby
Flight to the tropics
My lady badder than Halle
I'm a rebel
Just like rowdy
On a mission to get it
Niggas be all in they feelings
But baby I'm balling and living
I was just broke and so bummy
It wasn't even funny
Almost took my life
I was tripping
Hey but I'm different
Had to shake back from losses
I promise the wave never ending
Bro caught a sentence
Ain't talk to him in minute
Hopefully when he jump
He see plenty
Fuck cheese
No Philly
I'm a give mama a hundred in cash
When I touch a milli
Himmothy no Timmy
Better know I'm from the trenches
Never saw Beamers and Bentley's
Regal's
Impala's
On 20s
Got out my feelings
I swear it ain't no better feeling
When you can stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it and stack it
Til it hit the ceiling
Credits
Writer(s): Rashad Guyton Jr
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