I'm not the type to sleep around
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
The only way is up
And I'm never coming down
Baby you too cute to be rocking that frown
When you're with me imma turn it upside down
You better hit me up if you know that I'm in your town
Hit me with that Facetime
Cuz I don't like to waste time
If you come around best believe I'm gon blow yo mind
Yeah Yeah
I said
Imma blow yo mind
I f*cked up
Look out for the ghost behind the pillar
Gotta watch my step because the ice is getting thinner
Success is so sweet and yet so bitter
You been slowin' down
Meanwhile I been getting quicker
When I hit the skate parks
They say that I'm a wizard
I got stories that might make your liver quiver
Feelin like I hit the jackpot
Yeah I'm a winner
Real recognize real and you look unfamiliar
Tired of me talking shit
Well go cry me a river
You got too many problems
Cut em out with some scissors
Imma work hard
And focus on my figures
Yeah my fingers hurt from countin up all these figures
All this money runnin thru my hands
I'm the man
Woke up today I'm feelin like I'm the man
Lookin' like shit
But feelin like a million bucks
At the party turnin up
Playin kings cup
Cups up cups up
Turn up
You know it's goin down
But we only going up
You talkin all that talk
Think I finally had enough
You claim that you're the shit
But I'm calling out your bluff
I'm not the type to sleep around
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
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I'm not the type to sleep around
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
The only way is up
And I'm never coming down
Baby you too cute to be rocking that frown
When you're with me imma turn it upside down
You better hit me up if you know that I'm in your town
Hit me with that Facetime
Cuz I don't like to waste time
If you come around best believe I'm gon blow yo mind
Yeah Yeah
I said
Imma blow yo mind
I f*cked up
Look out for the ghost behind the pillar
Gotta watch my step because the ice is getting thinner
Success is so sweet and yet so bitter
You been slowin' down
Meanwhile I been getting quicker
When I hit the skate parks
They say that I'm a wizard
I got stories that might make your liver quiver
Feelin like I hit the jackpot
Yeah I'm a winner
Real recognize real and you look unfamiliar
Tired of me talking shit
Well go cry me a river
You got too many problems
Cut em out with some scissors
Imma work hard
And focus on my figures
Yeah my fingers hurt from countin up all these figures
All this money runnin thru my hands
I'm the man
Woke up today I'm feelin like I'm the man
Lookin' like shit
But feelin like a million bucks
At the party turnin up
Playin kings cup
Cups up cups up
Turn up
You know it's goin down
But we only going up
You talkin all that talk
Think I finally had enough
You claim that you're the shit
But I'm calling out your bluff
I'm not the type to sleep around
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
The only way is up
And I'm never coming down
Baby you too cute to be rocking that frown
When you're with me imma turn it upside down
You better hit me up if you know that I'm in your town
Hit me with that Facetime
Cuz I don't like to waste time
If you come around best believe I'm gon blow yo mind
Yeah Yeah
I said
Imma blow yo mind
I f*cked up
Look out for the ghost behind the pillar
Gotta watch my step because the ice is getting thinner
Success is so sweet and yet so bitter
You been slowin' down
Meanwhile I been getting quicker
When I hit the skate parks
They say that I'm a wizard
I got stories that might make your liver quiver
Feelin like I hit the jackpot
Yeah I'm a winner
Real recognize real and you look unfamiliar
Tired of me talking shit
Well go cry me a river
You got too many problems
Cut em out with some scissors
Imma work hard
And focus on my figures
Yeah my fingers hurt from countin up all these figures
All this money runnin thru my hands
I'm the man
Woke up today I'm feelin like I'm the man
Lookin' like shit
But feelin like a million bucks
At the party turnin up
Playin kings cup
Cups up cups up
Turn up
You know it's goin down
But we only going up
You talkin all that talk
Think I finally had enough
You claim that you're the shit
But I'm calling out your bluff
I'm not the type to sleep around
I just need one bad thing that's gonna hold it down
A queen in the streets
And a freak in the sheets
These people gonna look
But they know they can't compete
Yeah I work hard
Make money moves with my team
We about that bag
All about getting that cream
Yeah Yeah
We all about that cream
Turn a dollar bill into a motherf*cken dream
Writer: Devon Olson-Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid