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Grindin'
So that duffel full of money
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
Man the engine's always runnin'
Gas me up
Gas me up
Brodie say I'm up and coming
Champion
Champion
Bitch I'm feeling like I won it

Give me the ring
Like LeBron and Irving
Whip switch lanes
Fuckin' swerving
Every dollar made I fuckin' earn it
Cards dealt, I fuckin turn it
Back make fuckin' millions
All off the fuckin' brilliance
Look at this damn resilience
I just made a fuckin' killin'
Black on black to the Raf Simmons
I'm just lookin' like villain
Give a f*ck about the bad feelings
Good life, yea we winnin'
Spazzin' like Ye
Are you finished?
Cooking that shit like a chemist
Ya'll too fake
Hit the dentist
Darth Maul
I'm the menace

Screaming f*ck you
Wit' my middle finger higher than the empire state
Ya'll admire fake, I don't know why
Ask your bitch how my dick taste
Blow dry
Oh my
Didn't mean to cross your path
Give so much neck, She part giraffe
Me plus her
It's hardly math
It's a hardy smash
Sippin' Hennessy
We party fast
Off the fucking brown
Where Charlie at?
Jpaul, Oh my god he snapped
Napalm bomb up on the track
Stay calm
He just saying facts
Took your bitch
Do you need her back?
Down in Miami where the Heat is at
Mink coat on
Where Peta at?
It's the hunger games
I don't need to rap
I could just kill
I just don't feel
Anything you sayin'
I be just sprayin'
Put your hands up
Want me on a track
Put your bands up
Would the real Jpaul please stand up?
In the Saint Laurent pants
Get your brand up
In a real player stance
Bitch man up
In a fuckin state of mind that you can't touch
Yeah

Grindin'
So that duffel full of money
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
Man the engine's always runnin'
Gas me up
Gas me up
Brodie say I'm up and coming
Champion
Champion
Bitch I'm feeling like I won it

So much shit changed in the past year
Dropped school
Started wearing cashmere
F*ck you pay me like the cashier
I do go crazy in the Geller gear
Working tog get in the Rockefeller tier
Feelin' like that shit lookin' hella near
F*ck fake
Conquer every other fear
Must make
Every single other fear me
I don't give a f*ck about A bitch
Only care about the fam
And makin' myself rich
I mean in the form of happiness
Feelin' myself
It's a fashion sense
Killin' my self
For the cash advance
Lookin' like prince in the flashy pants
Whoa

Feelin' like a god
But I'm mortal
Only human mixed with greatness
You stupid if you hate this
Laugh it up
Laugh it up
When I take your bitch
And we fuckin' in your bed
You be lookin' mad as f*ck
Bro why?
I thought I told you this was gonna happen
When you started laughed
When I said that I was rappin'
Everything I do is real
Everything you do you actin'
But you ain't winning Oscars
Your ass is in a trash can
Oh my god

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