Lyrics:
never steal my goal
That's when you will know that I ain't smiling no more
Asikh' iskhathi sok'jola
Manje seng'funa 'ma Dollar
Uyashisa mdoko phola
Ngob'
that's lil' bro
I ain't got a thang for these
Hoes but some Oscar Mayers
Shoot his ass with the FN
But the Glock retired
Let him do the running man
We
'bout to blow by no accidents
And that's a big fat promise
I'm not sorry for the future Grammys and the Oscars
I'm not sorry for my beautiful wife
the bloggers, I ain't with the propaganda
My diamonds purple like Rattata, I pull the Lambs up
Yeah, we like dollars, we nightcrawlers, we got grands up
If you
you'd rather just watch the movie than write the script
Authentic, ????
More vintage, y'all mimic, all gimmick
I ridicule what's been done
See I ain't
could put you on the road
Playing with them presidents
How you get put on a pole
They be talking no sense
So I make dollars on my own
We speak
(Uzoma, come here)
Fuck on that ho and came back on her
Fuck on that ho and I, yeah
(She ain't gon' hit)
I fuck on that hoe and came back
If I stay ready, I ain't gotta get ready
I ain't gotta get ready 'cause I was already ready
I was standin' by the corner store beggin'
Now the nigga
Lil Wayne]
I could never win an Oscar 'cause I don't know how to act
So on my first million dollars and I ain't know how to act
Then the second million
DJ Stevie J (We gon' get to it nigga)
Real niggas (by any means necessary)
Rich niggas (We were born like this)
Fly shit
I be on some fly nigga
they'd still wanna shake my hand
I could be dumb, they'd still want my plan
Bitch, we want property
Buildin' billion dollar brands, lookin' like Monopoly
see the Vans out
Three dollar X pills, call that shit a handout
She know that sex sells so she got her ass out
But we ain't buyin' nothin' but
to ever belittle anyone
I'm just trying to reach them inside
And bring what they from
From God
Inside you're alive
Your breath
I ain't em
Best believe I
10 Chainz going they aint took none yet
Chasing out the papers still ain't broke no sweat
Cheating on my bitch I fell in love with the tech
Brand new
it’s 5-0, give me one sec, I’ma score more
I’ma fly to Paris, bonjour,
By the time I come back I’ll still have more
Way more points and way more dollars
Loading money clips inside your fully auto pockets
Banking you don't have to push button catching bodies
Living by these trigger with no room
turn into dollars from this change
Look at ya finger, know I mean it by the ring
Yeen gotta worry bout a thang, baby
She want to stay by my house but I told that little bitch that you ain't even going to need clothes
I went and pick up a 'tahoe just to go pick up like
did right by you but you ain't treat me the same
All these back door vibes I'm feeling
Man this shit insane
I'm only taking to the realist fuck the fake
nigga's, ain't no crew illa then
10 acrs of land, and I got about a million
Dollars worth of cars in my front yard
I'm from the place in A-T-L were y'all
dope for no price,
We just willin' to take chances and get by,
Ain't like we like to do it, we gotta sell by,
Cause if you don't theres a good
that my shit ain't laced
I been up for hella days
All I do is elevate
Front of my jeans the pistol hang
Brand new Maybach switching lanes
Me and you
Over sex, she barely got raped by 18
Already had two abortions and blamed the ecst'
When the doc said it might be a cause of death
Then she popped
just f**kin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say s**t already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang
.png/220px-LeToya_-_Not_Anymore_(single_cover).png "Not Anymore")
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