Lyrics:
I never needed no help
I do it all by myself, yeah
I don't need nobody else
I don't know what else to tell ya
I am a star, Michael Phelps
You see my
CARS NO CHAMPAGNE DINNER WITH CAVIAR
WHAT WE GOT IS HEAVEN SENT 11 ON THE SCALE OF 1 TO 10
PURE GOLD AND SILVER AND DIAMOND RINGS WITHOUT YOU HERE THEY
see!
Most of them written by bots, allegedly!
(You can't sue me if I say allegedly)
We proclaim that we don't sponsor YouTubers
Despite
a quarter
I gave him three dollars by the way
He mentioned that no one would pay him no mind and he's grateful for my heart so kind
Wind is blowing
Clock
signing major papers
In them skyscrapers
I dont wanna to turn a police cruiser into a trap car
I aint impressed by yall trap stars
VIP at the club dont make
the water flows
The days are warm and the nights are cold
The grass is soft and the moon is bright and big
I don't need money
I don't want silver
Just give me
be Carol City
Black Dollar, I wanna buy a house on every block
Build one bigger than Dolphin Stadium, young nigga watch
Captain Crabs AK shells,
The Pontiac?
I'll throw you across the river. I threw a silver dollar across, I can
throw you.
When you hear the countdown, everyone shut up because it's
When Mark had died he wasn't breakin' a dollar, but I tried to help 'em change
Interrogatin', I still won't crack even if if I was on cocaine
Got
on they position
But I'll still get it bruh
Pushing tapes like weight
Twenty two to twenty eight
Million dollar mind state
Billionaire dollar fate
Either
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
bathrooms
I never had a gold plate or a silver spoon in my mouth
I had to get it by any means fuck you talking about
I was an Outcast
I had to get up and get
Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket
Never let it slip away
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray
When ya get half crazy from
watches, hers just got the new face
Stuffin' hundreds in a piggy bank like it's a flower vase
They claimin' I gotta be kin to Ma$e
I need to find Jesus
watches, hers just got the new face
Stuffin' hundreds in a piggy bank like it's a flower vase
They claimin' I gotta be kin to Ma$e
I need to find Jesus
You're Ovaltine!
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
Or GOP!
You're Ovaltine!
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
Or GOP!
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
You're Ovaltine!
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
Or GOP!
All them government men are just tryin'
To make me poorer - that ain't fair
I got to testify, ain't no surrender
My time will be here by and by
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
just hope that I'm worth it
Since a youngin I was never fed wit silver spoons
Group homes all through out my teens 4 niggas in a room
Haunted by my
another dollar (Uh huh)
Time is money but can't grab it by the collar (And I need all of it)
If you see me out, don't try to holler (Look, ha, deuces)
I be
a problem
See no chain but I’m ballin'
Don’t change for a dollar
When i lead better follow
When i lead
Get stupid ima bop em ay
Call him molly ima wop em ay
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