EC9$
I be riding round the city on my own dime
Tell the opps that I'm doing just fine
With it shining on my wrist is like I go blind
It be hard just tell what time
She be checking on the gram when she go live
Tell my ex that I'm doing just fine
They be plotting on my end is what I don't like
Till I hit them with that EC9
And it stuck with me
OG told me "hold it down", so you know it's up with me
If I charge it to the game, then I'll live in luxury
They calling out, most these people thinking that I work for free
I get it, percentage
Increasing the limit
My women, they loyal
The bag, they get it
Them people, they lying
They starve for attention
These rappers retired
They dying for pensions, wooo
I'm going up, always gotta count it up
I feel the rush, adrenaline with paper cuts
They think they tough, never wanna link with us
Ain't saying much how I'm winning, keep my haters hush
I be riding round the city on my own dime
Tell the opps that I'm doing just fine
With it shining on my wrist is like I go blind
It be hard just tell what time
She be checking on the gram when she go live
Tell my ex that I'm doing just fine
They be plotting on my end is what I don't like
Till I hit them with that EC9 (EC9)
(On my own dime, own dime, own dime)
(With it shining on my wrist is like I, go blind)
(She be checking on the gram when she, go live)
(They be plotting on my end is what I, don't like)
(Till I hit them with that EC9)
(The Association)
Tell the opps that I'm doing just fine
With it shining on my wrist is like I go blind
It be hard just tell what time
She be checking on the gram when she go live
Tell my ex that I'm doing just fine
They be plotting on my end is what I don't like
Till I hit them with that EC9
And it stuck with me
OG told me "hold it down", so you know it's up with me
If I charge it to the game, then I'll live in luxury
They calling out, most these people thinking that I work for free
I get it, percentage
Increasing the limit
My women, they loyal
The bag, they get it
Them people, they lying
They starve for attention
These rappers retired
They dying for pensions, wooo
I'm going up, always gotta count it up
I feel the rush, adrenaline with paper cuts
They think they tough, never wanna link with us
Ain't saying much how I'm winning, keep my haters hush
I be riding round the city on my own dime
Tell the opps that I'm doing just fine
With it shining on my wrist is like I go blind
It be hard just tell what time
She be checking on the gram when she go live
Tell my ex that I'm doing just fine
They be plotting on my end is what I don't like
Till I hit them with that EC9 (EC9)
(On my own dime, own dime, own dime)
(With it shining on my wrist is like I, go blind)
(She be checking on the gram when she, go live)
(They be plotting on my end is what I, don't like)
(Till I hit them with that EC9)
(The Association)
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