Last Day

I'm getting money 'til my last day
When I go gotta bury me with them blue strips
Doing 100 in the fast lane
With the top down screaming out RIP Nip!
They say my name ring bells in the city, ok, ok
That's 'cause I been getting busy
I should probably run for mayor when I finish, ok, ok
I might as well the way I'm winning!

Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
I don't need no jewelry I drop bands on my feet
Off-White ones cost 7 of them thangs
My glasses prescription I just put 'em in Cartiers
It's regular, remember my cellular being dry
Now bitches breaking they neck and they noses when I walk by, that cologne hit 'em
Big nigga be wondering if Samoan in 'em
Plus my shit be slapping like a Samoan hit 'em
Okay, look at where we at
Started in the trap now we moving across the map
They was fronting on me at first, doubled back
Whatever price I told you at first, double that

I need all mine and then some
My outcome is always gon' be income
I put a little to the side soon as I get some
But life short so I still make sure I spend some

I'm getting money 'til my last day
When I go gotta bury me with them blue strips
Doing 100 in the fast lane
With the top down screaming out RIP Nip!
They say my name ring bells in the city, ok, ok
That's 'cause I been getting busy
I should probably run for mayor when I finish, ok, ok
I might as well the way I'm winning!

Back to this game that I never left
It ain't checkers boy it's chess, when it's pressure, I move my best, hold up
Really been putting feet on they neck, making sure they apology loud as the disrespect
They had me fucked up, speaking on me they thought I lucked up
Like I ain't get it out of the mud, but nigga guess what?
I ain't never ask for no favors, well, maybe just one
And they even do the shit for me, it was just us

InCrowd only, scoring like the goalie sleep
Even if it wasn't wouldn't make a difference I'm really heem
Dark shades, fitted cap, black tag on my jeans
Red tag on the shirt, yea, bitch it say supreme
Man I'm getting tired of telling you niggas
How many times I gotta spell it out before you get the message?
Man I'm so far ahead of you niggas
Sometimes I be confused how the hell it's even a question

I'm getting money 'til my last day
When I go gotta bury me with them blue strips
Doing 100 in the fast lane
With the top down screaming out RIP Nip!
They say my name ring bells in the city, ok, ok
That's 'cause I been getting busy
I should probably run for mayor when I finish, ok, ok
I might as well the way I'm winning!



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Meadows, Avery Earls, Jayson Jackson, Jared William Grace, Christopher Jerome Wilson, Ishmael Montague
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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