I been chilling
I been chilling kicking back with all my niggas bitch yeah
What a feeling
Real from the fake it's hard to tell the difference bitch yeah
With the drilling started from the floor I shot up through the ceiling
Bitch yeah
Raise the tension
Shorty such a baddie I might need her digits bitch yeah
Loyalty to all my fans I can't give it up
Smell of weed I like the fragrance
I can't call you bro if you not with me in this gang shit
Speeding in this foreign you can see me switching lanes quick
With the gang niggas mad red turn candy cane
Imma always run it up til I walk with a cane
Balling hard up in the paint like Waka Flocka Flame
Keep it on play we don't never pause
Beat the trenches no eyewitness cus we knew the odds
Anything is possible it's one nation under God
Time is money so I got em both showcasing on a watch
Young nigga on the grind I can't give it up
CEO means I'm the boss
Smoking on exotic got me fried came with the sauce
Niggas that's real close to me said I won't make it far
One eye open I can see the demons
I'm not for the weak or for the week just here once for the weekend
Booming on the subs play the track and we can call it even
I can't say I love you back 'cus I don't even have a reason
Once upon a time
Needed all my space I be between the lines
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
When he seen the glock he made the f*cking frog eyes
You can do the crime long as you do the time
Shorty ten out of ten won't catch me spend a dime
Leaving with one casket so I'll go and take what's mine I know God can co-sign
Heart rate thumping faster than that beat she seen Louis on my belt I'm like bae come and take seat
Turn into a ghost when she got under that sheet
Focus on myself cus wealth is health as far as I can see
Red bone baby gone just leave me alone I might need a new number they keep on calling on my phone
I'm not never stopping shit til I got money long
I do this shit here too easy once I know I'm in my zone
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I been chilling
I been chilling kicking back with all my niggas bitch yeah
What a feeling
Real from the fake it's hard to tell the difference bitch yeah
With the drilling started from the floor I shot up through the ceiling
Bitch yeah
Raise the tension
Shorty such a baddie I might need her digits bitch yeah
Loyalty to all my fans I can't give it up
Smell of weed I like the fragrance
I can't call you bro if you not with me in this gang shit
Speeding in this foreign you can see me switching lanes quick
With the gang niggas mad red turn candy cane
Imma always run it up til I walk with a cane
Balling hard up in the paint like Waka Flocka Flame
Keep it on play we don't never pause
Beat the trenches no eyewitness cus we knew the odds
Anything is possible it's one nation under God
Time is money so I got em both showcasing on a watch
Young nigga on the grind I can't give it up
CEO means I'm the boss
Smoking on exotic got me fried came with the sauce
Niggas that's real close to me said I won't make it far
One eye open I can see the demons
I'm not for the weak or for the week just here once for the weekend
Booming on the subs play the track and we can call it even
I can't say I love you back 'cus I don't even have a reason
Once upon a time
Needed all my space I be between the lines
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
When he seen the glock he made the f*cking frog eyes
You can do the crime long as you do the time
Shorty ten out of ten won't catch me spend a dime
Leaving with one casket so I'll go and take what's mine I know God can co-sign
Heart rate thumping faster than that beat she seen Louis on my belt I'm like bae come and take seat
Turn into a ghost when she got under that sheet
Focus on myself cus wealth is health as far as I can see
Red bone baby gone just leave me alone I might need a new number they keep on calling on my phone
I'm not never stopping shit til I got money long
I do this shit here too easy once I know I'm in my zone
I been chilling kicking back with all my niggas bitch yeah
What a feeling
Real from the fake it's hard to tell the difference bitch yeah
With the drilling started from the floor I shot up through the ceiling
Bitch yeah
Raise the tension
Shorty such a baddie I might need her digits bitch yeah
Loyalty to all my fans I can't give it up
Smell of weed I like the fragrance
I can't call you bro if you not with me in this gang shit
Speeding in this foreign you can see me switching lanes quick
With the gang niggas mad red turn candy cane
Imma always run it up til I walk with a cane
Balling hard up in the paint like Waka Flocka Flame
Keep it on play we don't never pause
Beat the trenches no eyewitness cus we knew the odds
Anything is possible it's one nation under God
Time is money so I got em both showcasing on a watch
Young nigga on the grind I can't give it up
CEO means I'm the boss
Smoking on exotic got me fried came with the sauce
Niggas that's real close to me said I won't make it far
One eye open I can see the demons
I'm not for the weak or for the week just here once for the weekend
Booming on the subs play the track and we can call it even
I can't say I love you back 'cus I don't even have a reason
Once upon a time
Needed all my space I be between the lines
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
X me out then you'll soon see the moon light
When he seen the glock he made the f*cking frog eyes
You can do the crime long as you do the time
Shorty ten out of ten won't catch me spend a dime
Leaving with one casket so I'll go and take what's mine I know God can co-sign
Heart rate thumping faster than that beat she seen Louis on my belt I'm like bae come and take seat
Turn into a ghost when she got under that sheet
Focus on myself cus wealth is health as far as I can see
Red bone baby gone just leave me alone I might need a new number they keep on calling on my phone
I'm not never stopping shit til I got money long
I do this shit here too easy once I know I'm in my zone
Writer: William Carey
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