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Yeah yeah yeah yeah hey

I'm on that new shit
Never on that snooze shit
Always stay up
Cause I'm never on that bullshit
I'm on the wave
Like the bottom of a cruise ship
I just got paid
So you know I got some new drip
I make a play for the money
Never lose it
I know they hate
Cause they struggle and I do this
I cant do dates
F*ck a bitch and then I boot it
Ray Bans the shades
And I match it with a smooth fit

You know the vibes
Feel it when I walk by
See you staring at me in the club
With your hawk eye
Speaking money
Nigga you a scrub
You just talk lies
I'ma really have to give it up
If you talk hot

Let's have a toast for the only niggas rooting
I'm about to roast, all them other niggas stupid
I cuddles up with Jenny
Cause we had a couple Henny's
She ain't want to let me
Now she out here acting friendly

They see me up
And they wanna be down
They say wassup
Behind my back they clown
Money stories we the best
Can't compare us to the rest
Cuz there is no contest
Get you weight up, bench press 
They see me up
And they wanna be down
They say wassup
Behind my back they clown
Money stories we the best
Can't compare us to the rest
Cuz there is no contest
Get you weight up, bench press

Dreams of the top
Nightmares of the bottom
My grind will never stop 
No that's not a option
Use to look out for people
Then they turned into weasels
Cuz I'm fly like a eagle
Now I'm looking out for people
Remember times where
I ain't have shit
These niggas mad 
Cuz now I'm getting rich
I spent your rent money
On my new necklace
And all my side girls
Wanna be my main bitch
You not my homie
You just knew the old me
But I  "Glowd" up
Hitting  24 like Kobe
My style was invented
No you cannot repeat
Yeah I was in Memphis
Passing out them CD's
With the fam that's VMA
That's my blood no DNA
Came from the mud
Had to change my ways
F*ck what you thought I'm here to stay
My niggas all dogs
But we don't take in  strays
Oh now you shut 
But you was talking cray

They see me up
And they wanna be down
They say wassup
Behind my back they clown
Money stories we the best
Can't compare us to the rest
Cuz there is no contest
Get you weight up, bench press 
They see me up
And they wanna be down
They say wassup
Behind my back they clown
Money stories we the best
Can't compare us to the rest
Cuz there is no contest
Get you weight up, bench press

Hold up hold up
I'm clueless
Slow up slow up
Bitch who this
I been with her for an hour
And she trynna do shit
She oozing
The way I beat it up
Damn she ruthless
And her head game stupid
Think she toothless
Love to see her naked
Like mole rat yeah she Rufus
The money in my pocket
Looking like it got bruise bitch
The money hurts
But you know it just a fucking blue strip

3 racks in cash
Jeans hang of my ass
Take her to the crib
She know I'm gonna smash
Show you how I live
And then call your cab
You know what it is
Billies Back hey
Ain't no dummy
Ain't no foolie
Acting funny
Get the toolie
Bitches love me
Call em groupies
This is the new me
We're not the same
I'm like PNB
I'm in my new lane
Want a all black coup
So you can call me Bruce wane
I'm sipping henny
F*ck that "D'usse"
My musics to loud
What the f*ck did you say?
Trynna surfs  through the crowd
Like this the new wave

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