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hit em
Oh let it sink in cove how im dripping
Cave im with wayne im with bane
Opposition Slain by the minute
Cray stop the reps
Abb put my cents wait

same campaign
In the West End club sipping champagne

Show me the money, show me the money don
And then we do business
All this freestyle for

Got in my bag and never left, yeah I did it off  a 9 to 5
I was sliding Metro for the paper, I couldn't find a ride
Ramen noodle diets everyday,

Build statues in my memoriam
Got you feelin the euphorium
Making money from this fire
Call it a crematorium
Even in space
Crowds in Apollo Auditorium

the blame for my entourage, just stop droppin' names
And you gon' stop getting dropped and mollywopped by the gang
Do your thang, just keep me out of it
My

the past night
Now I'm in my bathroom
Throwing up that shit
I don't really get this lit less I'm with my real ones 
And I know that they all legit

Got me

Trapped in the dark
Brought the fire
Surrounded by the shadows
Still shining
Middle fingers up to the rain man
Imma make it to the top or die trying

the best at
Whatever you do and that's my
Mentality i believed that
I was the best in the world at what I ever
Did and I had the motivation that was needed

RIP Dolph we got cars in the camo N Paint
We got da gas by da pound N OVO bullets it come Wid da Drake 
I been here beforeee
She wanna go

(Chorus)
In life you play along
You are not alone
I’ve been on my own
Loved ones are gone
My scars don’t heal nomore 
Caused by people I know 
Pain

a boss until I tell them "Hugh"
Running my business in my crib, I'm talking Barberstar
They don't believe that I'm a boss until I tell them "Hugh"
They

there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'

offseason
Add some new moves to my bag of tricks
Might fuck around and come out singing like drake and shit, shaking shit
Right up, bringing back that shit

swinging
And yo, it isn’t gonna stop till that obese chick is singing
Pavarotti out a Maserati driven by me
No way in Hades you could fade J A R V, please

off IG, suck a nigga soul
Drake by my side, like a Glock, know he'll never fold
Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I fuck more hoes
Lil' bitch still

You digging in deep
Like you all in my pockets
You searching for gold
But I only got diamonds
Give glory to God
Its the reason I got 'em
Okay
I could do

grind go get it
Take care all my business
Nigga making boss moves
Flippin and flippin them digits
Ima grind go get it
Take care all my business
Nigga

Rappers so fake they wanna be like drake
Drowning in dipshit consider a change
I'm a playmaker and I love the game
Hitting buzzer beaters like

Of Aaaallll, Myy Daarling [Beat Fades Out]
(Gimme A Second To Gather My Toughts)
[Fades Back In] Strolling In The Park (Ho!)
And Watching Winter Turn To Spriing

numb to the pain
Fuck is a goon to a goblin
You more like piranhas
My nigguhs a make you a day
E got the drake ain't talking champagne
I'm so stuck in my

don't need nobody with you
Stab you in the back, guess what, they are gone, threw
Start at the bottom, make it to the top
Drake don't know what he's

Ek hou van meisies en partytjies in die bed
En almal wat dieselfde like is welkom by my plek
Hier gat alles lekker ons het altyd hope pret
So, kom

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (woo)
(Woo)

I'm a boss, I'm minding my business
Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen
Owe me a bag and I'm coming

2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native