2K24
Ha, yeah
Man, What the fuck?
Huh, yeah
Ayy
It takes one to know one, your brother broke so I know you ain't got no motion neither
You need to take your own advice if you're supposed to preach it
Went to bed Friday, dreaming about how I'll make more this weekend
These thot bitches who tryna finesse be my thirteenth reason
Ain't lying about the shit that I be saying, so I'm comfortable speaking
Just sparked a blunt before I punched now I'm coming through tweaking
As long as you ain't fucking up my bag then I'm humble competing
I'm talking hot to hustlers, this a pledge of allegiance
With or without you, I'm gon' stack this fucking money up
So high up at the top, wouldn't reach the clouds if I bungee jumped
My momma ain't raise up no dummy just a hustler
Know I can make a band before you get the courage mustered up
Only rolling exotic weed, ain't touching junkie dust
Bro going through his bitch phone like, "Who is such and such"?
Associated with them Ben Franklins, I make the hunnids jump
Golden child, I got the paper method, Midas money touch
It's really no days off for real, I got them all like, "Damn"
Everybody eating in my circle and it ain't off them stamps
Until you show me benefits, I won't show my hand
Deeper than the ocean, stepping out look like a marching band
You think that you a fashion demon?, that's a cardigan
Judge slapped me hard, gon' be a year until I drive a car again
Supply the need and profit off the fiends, re-up the carts again
When everybody betting on you losing, it be hard to win
But fuck how they feel, and fuck what they say
Put that shit on flyer then planes walking through TSA
Got word and called down to my brother in the same damn day
If I was still down rugged in that state I'd be in DJJ
In the club they saying run it back, scratch the DJ tape
Before I see these sneaky links, I need to go and see more pape
Bro done asked me for advice, I told him, "Do something great"
I told my momma 2k24 gon' run on 20k
Man, What the fuck?
Huh, yeah
Ayy
It takes one to know one, your brother broke so I know you ain't got no motion neither
You need to take your own advice if you're supposed to preach it
Went to bed Friday, dreaming about how I'll make more this weekend
These thot bitches who tryna finesse be my thirteenth reason
Ain't lying about the shit that I be saying, so I'm comfortable speaking
Just sparked a blunt before I punched now I'm coming through tweaking
As long as you ain't fucking up my bag then I'm humble competing
I'm talking hot to hustlers, this a pledge of allegiance
With or without you, I'm gon' stack this fucking money up
So high up at the top, wouldn't reach the clouds if I bungee jumped
My momma ain't raise up no dummy just a hustler
Know I can make a band before you get the courage mustered up
Only rolling exotic weed, ain't touching junkie dust
Bro going through his bitch phone like, "Who is such and such"?
Associated with them Ben Franklins, I make the hunnids jump
Golden child, I got the paper method, Midas money touch
It's really no days off for real, I got them all like, "Damn"
Everybody eating in my circle and it ain't off them stamps
Until you show me benefits, I won't show my hand
Deeper than the ocean, stepping out look like a marching band
You think that you a fashion demon?, that's a cardigan
Judge slapped me hard, gon' be a year until I drive a car again
Supply the need and profit off the fiends, re-up the carts again
When everybody betting on you losing, it be hard to win
But fuck how they feel, and fuck what they say
Put that shit on flyer then planes walking through TSA
Got word and called down to my brother in the same damn day
If I was still down rugged in that state I'd be in DJJ
In the club they saying run it back, scratch the DJ tape
Before I see these sneaky links, I need to go and see more pape
Bro done asked me for advice, I told him, "Do something great"
I told my momma 2k24 gon' run on 20k
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Writer(s): Drayce Ayers
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