Lyrics:
to appreciate
Lord knows that you can learn to hate it
I believe, 'cause I've been there too
When it gets down to desperation
You make the best of the situation
I
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
or lay down
Trinidad, Port of Spain to Spain Town
Me seh, when me reach di fun done
Dem cyaan' get no more bloodclot attention
Take a gyal man, some
bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me to wait to beat the game, it's all in defense
And never fazed by names that
don't matter if you're black or white
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the going gets rough
I
bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me to wait to beat the game, it's all in defense
And never fazed by names that
and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket list, no more waitin' to get that off my bucket list
Big boss business, quarter million on a pendant (brr)
Eight
in my power
To see you just smile
I want you to prosper and come proper
Even if that means I ain't by your side
Devil on my shoulder tellin' me
didn't exist
But I'm alive and I thrive on your ignorance
I'm a thousand foot fence that keep you from getting rich
Get around me
I be tryin' to find
His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz
But that's weak, you gotta do work on your own
Cause when you're rich you got friends
But when you're poor
rich and pretty
I'll get myself the key to the big city
Find a way to make some money
Move into the land of milk and honey
Everything's sweet
them hoes
When you get on the floor (nigga, throw them 'bows)
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
And lately to me that's all that matter (that's all that)
I'm not bothered by the internet chatter (naw)
I'ma make the haters get madder (get mad)
Lately my
see me flying by) Ya see the jewelry truck, don't touch
Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets
Might show you the heat (look, flying straight
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
Fuck yeah, light it up, Cheech
Come on, smoke me out, cuz, give me contact buzz
Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff
But this is earth
rich, but your talk is cheap
Never see me tryna walk with sheep
I'm so famous, can't even cough in peace
Your alter ego is Maltese
I was waitin' for
Cash, cold, that's what I need
Big bill collectors they ring my phone
They bother me when I'm not at home
Ain't go no time to be fooling round
Feet
you, then rule number two
Fuck his best friends, then make 'em yes men
And get a dick pic and then you press send
And send a red heart, and send
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
long
Some are happy when they have big cars
To ride around and they puff cigars
Give me a rattle trap model T
I'm as happy as a kid could be
A house
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
a lightweight
They tell me you nice and I'm like, "Wait"
Go get me a knife, you're looking like steak
And when the stakes are high, I stake out for days
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