Yeah I thought I was outta my step
How many bitches I gotta collect
Niggas got problems then talk to the ref
I'm safe in the city I don't need the rep
Don't think that you safe now that I left
Just like a ninja nigga I crept
I get back to work
I'm cooking the chef
I'm Healing XO cut me the check
Cut me the check
Cut me the check
You showed up to chat
You sent to my phone I won't even check
I don't even text
Nigga I'm taxing
Miles per gallon I'm just like a taxi
Glock on my lap she steady relaxing
Can't deal with bitches they staying distracting
We robbing and mobbing the bank I'm needing extraction
When it comes to my goals I'm first to the action
I'm seeing you niggas you losing the traction
Just do what say I don't need reaction
I'm needing my diamonds in fractions
I take care of my dogs no matter what happen
I lay with the lions, tigers and bears got eyes of a dragon
Yeah
If the ship going down, then I'm going down with it
Tell the Lord I'm on my way I'm going 250
If this my life, then that's how I'm living
He saying he hood rich you gotta be kidding
Back where you started you still a beginner
You ask for the favor I still deliver
Colder than Arctic I give shiver
You could give man water but he gotta find the river
I'm painting the picture tables up and dinner
I look in the mirror still seeing my inner
I'm cold in the fall but hot in the winter
F*ck it let's make a profit
How many niggas they calling the prophet
I wasn't inspired when they shot down the rocket
I had to sit silent, but I kept all solid
Just check on the dash and look the mileage
None my niggas down a test to my knowledge
Distance myself and went into hiding
I slept in the cottage
I show up and shut down the market
There go the target
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Yeah I thought I was outta my step
How many bitches I gotta collect
Niggas got problems then talk to the ref
I'm safe in the city I don't need the rep
Don't think that you safe now that I left
Just like a ninja nigga I crept
I get back to work
I'm cooking the chef
I'm Healing XO cut me the check
Cut me the check
Cut me the check
You showed up to chat
You sent to my phone I won't even check
I don't even text
Nigga I'm taxing
Miles per gallon I'm just like a taxi
Glock on my lap she steady relaxing
Can't deal with bitches they staying distracting
We robbing and mobbing the bank I'm needing extraction
When it comes to my goals I'm first to the action
I'm seeing you niggas you losing the traction
Just do what say I don't need reaction
I'm needing my diamonds in fractions
I take care of my dogs no matter what happen
I lay with the lions, tigers and bears got eyes of a dragon
Yeah
If the ship going down, then I'm going down with it
Tell the Lord I'm on my way I'm going 250
If this my life, then that's how I'm living
He saying he hood rich you gotta be kidding
Back where you started you still a beginner
You ask for the favor I still deliver
Colder than Arctic I give shiver
You could give man water but he gotta find the river
I'm painting the picture tables up and dinner
I look in the mirror still seeing my inner
I'm cold in the fall but hot in the winter
F*ck it let's make a profit
How many niggas they calling the prophet
I wasn't inspired when they shot down the rocket
I had to sit silent, but I kept all solid
Just check on the dash and look the mileage
None my niggas down a test to my knowledge
Distance myself and went into hiding
I slept in the cottage
I show up and shut down the market
There go the target
How many bitches I gotta collect
Niggas got problems then talk to the ref
I'm safe in the city I don't need the rep
Don't think that you safe now that I left
Just like a ninja nigga I crept
I get back to work
I'm cooking the chef
I'm Healing XO cut me the check
Cut me the check
Cut me the check
You showed up to chat
You sent to my phone I won't even check
I don't even text
Nigga I'm taxing
Miles per gallon I'm just like a taxi
Glock on my lap she steady relaxing
Can't deal with bitches they staying distracting
We robbing and mobbing the bank I'm needing extraction
When it comes to my goals I'm first to the action
I'm seeing you niggas you losing the traction
Just do what say I don't need reaction
I'm needing my diamonds in fractions
I take care of my dogs no matter what happen
I lay with the lions, tigers and bears got eyes of a dragon
Yeah
If the ship going down, then I'm going down with it
Tell the Lord I'm on my way I'm going 250
If this my life, then that's how I'm living
He saying he hood rich you gotta be kidding
Back where you started you still a beginner
You ask for the favor I still deliver
Colder than Arctic I give shiver
You could give man water but he gotta find the river
I'm painting the picture tables up and dinner
I look in the mirror still seeing my inner
I'm cold in the fall but hot in the winter
F*ck it let's make a profit
How many niggas they calling the prophet
I wasn't inspired when they shot down the rocket
I had to sit silent, but I kept all solid
Just check on the dash and look the mileage
None my niggas down a test to my knowledge
Distance myself and went into hiding
I slept in the cottage
I show up and shut down the market
There go the target
Writer: Michael Cargo
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