Lyrics:
Wait, where my Cartiers, 23 i'ma ball this is my year
UPS when I ship I love that carrier I was born to gas the beat like Pierre
On that bape shit,
on your lane
You cannot walk in my shoes
I'm on a jay
A hoo just imagine 2020 still dey fresh
Ta lo le se
Omo guys seh naso e be when una dey start as how
strapping up out the bink
Look I done took risks you couldn't imagine
Who woulda knew that my crew be starring on Jimmy Fallon
Remember I'd complain about all
[Lil'Keke]
Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that
[Verse 1]
Alrite just listen
And I know that they say 2 legends can co exist
But one thing I know is that my co don’t exist
Cause I exit every co
With all this dreams in my
Cochran
Get me off, grant them the ball, if I walk
Put that order in the court, yeah
Give me crack on and who the fuck really care, yeah
World best
tryin' to close it with a fast ball
I don't even do this shit for money but they buying it in droves like it's half-off
If Dicky gotta show out there
4/5th extendo, with fifty in the clip
Tf by my side, he stupid with this shit
Q in the ride grippin' on the fifth
Run up on me wrong
My nigga, my
Got a vixen by my side, she got her feet up
While I'm counting up that money fuck a Visa
I just made enough to call, I'm done my re-up (done my
bad
I'm phased
Out like mf shout that's drowned by a fountain of youth
Your spout got drained
Welcome to the drought of the doubt you contained
The ball done dropped, guess you can say the new year's legal (yep)
Shit my resolution was (what)
Do everything I been doing, better than I usually does
through stressin' (why), cause I'm already strapped,
Bulletproof vesting
Waiting to be tested by the devil on that level
I used to sit on the porch with
Chapoie
I got this baddie she give neck like she retarded
Neck brace n all that bitch a problem
Face paint scraped off by the morning
Toxic, bitch
the backseat finger fuckin' her girlfriend
That'll put a golf ball hole in your right cheek
Start trippin' over colors like Ice-T
And you can watch your life
I'm sorry for the wait
But I had to take a break
I had demons on my mind
I know that most can relate
Surrounded by my loved ones
But I was also alone
hate money
Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give some to me
We hate money
And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine
Check, Check, Checkmate
Imagine his surprise, when we three cornered him
And asked him to confess that he was nothing but a tool
Imagine his surprise, when
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
a trampoline, cut be money dats red dirt
Young nigga run straight through yall
Move big weight like U-Haul,
Push a nigga white like Q ball
Throwin dem bows
Bishop, Q and Raheem
Go run yo pape' up that's a actual thing
If you ain't you can bounce just like Zachary LaVine
Now I can cop me supreme
My phone it be
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
us by Q and Ketchup out of sight
Bitches fucking up the vibe But damn what night
I mean damn what a life
I ain't saying that I'm right
But if you love
Only way that you gone learn
What goes around comes around
And that karma gone sort you out
Can't sleep in peace
If I'm surrounded by some fleas
Wouldn't
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
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