Lyrics:
Let's begin
What where why or when
Will all be explained
Why destruction is a game
See I'm not insane
In fact I'm kind of rational
I'm gon make a sell
I was in Cali by myself
Met the plug right at Best Buy
Money conversation think I'm addicted to the trap life
Smoked uh dab & fell
out, I gotta get this money
'fore we even fuck
I guess I'm givin' you the warnin'
I might leave you down bad
Call that shit titanic
Ayy, it's titanic,
to the house and bag it up
Make that money and stack it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me?
I can't tell you how to run yo' company
apartment units
I'm just doin' my thing and hoes drawn to it
Bomb fluent in that money talk
Glass slippers before she can walk
Silver spoons fill her food for
to the house and bag it up
Make that money and stack it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me?
I can't tell you how to run yo' company
First song with Waste, I'mma be on some new shit
Inspired by Rav with that EVA in The Cockpit
Just joined the Collective, I'm a new recruit
Got more
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
yourself at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up
the most Lalaloopsies by far
In Bloxburg hit you with my car
Eddie Munch on the train
Steve on the train
McDonalds on the train
We're on the train
Gee-lie
I'm getting hunted by Kraven
Same time a Rhino I'm facing
Spider senses goin off
Is it a shocker I'm famous
Heroic stride I'm obtaining
Hobgoblin
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
Grown up in my home town, not much we can do
So I listened to music on radio two
I guess I liked all the old songs, they sounded so cool
I had no
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
leveled up with both the standards and the sound
We finished with the anthem so the fans can blast it loud
The album really up, it's past the bleachers in
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
of the whole album, good than #4(Good than #4)
As soon as I make a new album, I'll make the last one(Make the last one)
And If I've ever ever ever ever ever been
mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
hidin' in a hole when my album got released
Gangsta bitch, gangsta ice, gangsta whip
Gangsta clothes, gangsta money, gangsta shows
Gangsta purse,
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
that’s a light ten
If I don’t like you then you’ll know that
I don’t beg friend
Money talks in the passy’ of N4’s Mercedes
Couldn’t care about your
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