Stop and Stare

365 days in a year
My diamonds they clean and they clear
Million bucks when I look in the mirror
In the mall they stop and stare
Rock my diamond grill like veneers
Got a stick I keep it near
Miss my bro I shed a tear
Keep a card just for my gear
Bank account just for my dope
Drop a cheque then I go ghost
Yea my bitch a stallion
Money hundred thousand
So much money can't even count it
Weed too sticky can't even ground it
Had a hidden treasure
Thank God I found it
Money in the mail
Flowing like a fountain

My fingers hurt from counting
I think I need me an accountant
Walking real tall Louis stepping
Smart guy use my mind as a weapon
Money coming fast kush got me slow
I just scammed you out
U.E.N.E.O
New iPhones coming through the door
Buy container ship it by boat
Obama to my hood
I give them niggas hope
Pull up to my hood
In an AMG
All you see in the dark
Is my ring and my teeth
Went to the jeweller
Flood it with the VV's
Buy it don't look at the price
And my wrist got a whole lotta ice
Double take hit the bank account twice
Fraud money got me feeling real nice
If your tryna get rich listen to me
Dead Drop no hand to hand
Broke Boy lets go band for band
PGP no regular convo
Head on a swivel
Moving real narrow
Yea my trunk filled with iPhones
She suck me like a cyclone
Doing fraud downtown Toronto

365 days in a year
My diamonds they clean and they clear
Million bucks when I look in the mirror
In the mall they stop and stare
Rock my diamond grill like veneers
Got a stick I keep it near
Miss my bro I shed a tear
Keep a card just for my gear
Bank account just for my dope
Drop a cheque then I go ghost
Yea my bitch a stallion
Money hundred thousand
So much money can't even count it
Weed too sticky can't even ground it
Had a hidden treasure
Thank God I found it
Money in the mail
Flowing like a fountain



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