Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
We up 70 to zip yea this a blow out
Cars and bad hoes out, sittin pretty they toes out
Is you really wit the team, I wanna know now
And if so, then welcome home you not alone now
Hey
Too much on my mind, too much been at stake
Stanley Kubrick with the eye, my jacket metal plated
I got some Cubans to the side, I think I'm Don Luka
All my brauds shooters, no juniors like Martin Luther
Babygirl always a ten we finna get it in
Hallelujah, pussy niggas get no play it ain't my fault
It's kinda hard to hear em talking shit from here we on the top floor
Money crazy lately I think it got Stockholmes
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Private jet, I'm on a wing like we on hot ones
Got one, we the top ones, shotgun, better pop one
Don't run, they can't stop nun
Aye
Shit is crazy how they act when I done bought sumn
Put my boys onto them cents so now they got some
I'm talking plenty checks this money got no start or end
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart again
Remember days that I felt numb but now I'm sentient
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart into them pieces
I wish she would get the hint
That I'm just focused on this life I'm tryna live, go head and leave me
I'm just fine doing it solo, never needed other people
Yea sometimes it can get old and you just drift to the next person
If it's worth it, I ain't trippin rather think that you deserve it
See my purpose ain't for loving them and learning I ain't yearning
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Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
We up 70 to zip yea this a blow out
Cars and bad hoes out, sittin pretty they toes out
Is you really wit the team, I wanna know now
And if so, then welcome home you not alone now
Hey
Too much on my mind, too much been at stake
Stanley Kubrick with the eye, my jacket metal plated
I got some Cubans to the side, I think I'm Don Luka
All my brauds shooters, no juniors like Martin Luther
Babygirl always a ten we finna get it in
Hallelujah, pussy niggas get no play it ain't my fault
It's kinda hard to hear em talking shit from here we on the top floor
Money crazy lately I think it got Stockholmes
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Private jet, I'm on a wing like we on hot ones
Got one, we the top ones, shotgun, better pop one
Don't run, they can't stop nun
Aye
Shit is crazy how they act when I done bought sumn
Put my boys onto them cents so now they got some
I'm talking plenty checks this money got no start or end
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart again
Remember days that I felt numb but now I'm sentient
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart into them pieces
I wish she would get the hint
That I'm just focused on this life I'm tryna live, go head and leave me
I'm just fine doing it solo, never needed other people
Yea sometimes it can get old and you just drift to the next person
If it's worth it, I ain't trippin rather think that you deserve it
See my purpose ain't for loving them and learning I ain't yearning
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
We up 70 to zip yea this a blow out
Cars and bad hoes out, sittin pretty they toes out
Is you really wit the team, I wanna know now
And if so, then welcome home you not alone now
Hey
Too much on my mind, too much been at stake
Stanley Kubrick with the eye, my jacket metal plated
I got some Cubans to the side, I think I'm Don Luka
All my brauds shooters, no juniors like Martin Luther
Babygirl always a ten we finna get it in
Hallelujah, pussy niggas get no play it ain't my fault
It's kinda hard to hear em talking shit from here we on the top floor
Money crazy lately I think it got Stockholmes
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Private jet, I'm on a wing like we on hot ones
Got one, we the top ones, shotgun, better pop one
Don't run, they can't stop nun
Aye
Shit is crazy how they act when I done bought sumn
Put my boys onto them cents so now they got some
I'm talking plenty checks this money got no start or end
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart again
Remember days that I felt numb but now I'm sentient
Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels
Even though they try can't take my spot still
Blood all in my eye, I see they not real
Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill
Yea
Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks
Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone
I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint
They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone
Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart into them pieces
I wish she would get the hint
That I'm just focused on this life I'm tryna live, go head and leave me
I'm just fine doing it solo, never needed other people
Yea sometimes it can get old and you just drift to the next person
If it's worth it, I ain't trippin rather think that you deserve it
See my purpose ain't for loving them and learning I ain't yearning
Writer: Kainen DuBose
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