Sorry for the Wraith I pulled up late
Dressed early fresh I don't do release dates
If I want it right now nigga I don't wait
Money to the sky, hoe I don't play
And I couldn't see it going any other way, the others pray
That we continue touchin' money put enough away
Flippin' through the menu, so much shit in my driveway
Ballin' like I sold loud but I did it my way
Broke it down like a brick, what I did for sure
Split it among the fam now we all slangin' doe
Quit tryna score, served, spend a stack on a gold rope
Fuck a solid gold kilo
Celebrate every night the money come
You see we party every night we always hustlin'
My nigga you were sleepin' when we turn the oven on
So when we cut the cake don't you be expectin' nothin' not a crumb
Pink diamonds in the Rolex, Rosé Champagne
All my hunnids blue, they ask a nigga if I gang bang
I maneuver coupes in the fast lane
Go through what I went through, one day you'll be the man
Highest thing in the house, roof and the ceiling fan
Higher than on those cones like draw back
In the process of the come up I had a few draw backs
Small thing to a jawn
My whole crew shinin' we ain't even gotta tell you we'll show you 'bout it
Lil boy we makin' bumper-cars out the Maserati's
Machine making 'em nervous
They don't know what to do around me
Them bitches flirtin', them niggas watchin'
Celebrate every night the money come
You see we party every night we always hustlin'
And nigga you were sleepin' when we turn the oven on
So when we cut the cake don't you be expectin' nothin' not a crumb
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