| Y'all been on that bullshit, like olé |
| Swear they on the move |
| But going the wrong way |
| I be with my ride or dies |
| It's bottom line |
| And we be gettin' dollar signs that's prolly why |
| They all on my line |
| All in my face |
| Hope I decline |
| Hopin' I'm fake |
| Won't get my body or my body |
| Or my soul |
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| Home grown, so low, the enterprise |
| Stone cold, won't slow, or minimize |
| Told the globe that I'll be on in a minute |
| Catalog growth is overloading the critics |
| I'm good, know that I should |
| Slow my pace, but don't know if I could |
| Know they wanna slide with us |
| And and they'll ride with us |
| But ain't grind with us |
| Probably while they movin' on foot |
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| Still a young god in my prime, got the golden touch |
| Too live to recline or control the rush |
| It's no lie |
| Got 'em waiting on me, and I think I know why |
| Take a second I'ma tell 'em |
|
| Y'all been on that bullshit, like olé |
| Swear they on the move |
| But going the wrong way |
| I be with my ride or dies |
| It's bottom line |
| And we be gettin' dollar signs that's prolly why |
| They all on my line |
| All in my face |
| Hope I decline |
| Hopin' I'm fake |
| Won't get my body or my body |
| Or my soul |
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| New city, new place that I call home |
| Too busy, that's just the way I grow |
| Never post up, until I gross us |
| A couple hundred milli, then we cosha |
| Settle down, let's settle down |
| The shows are finally sellin' out |
| They gettin' loud |
| So we be livin' better now, we better now |
| I know the fam is hella proud, let's get a round, yeah yeah |
|
| Young god in my prime, got the golden touch |
| Too live to recline or control the rush |
| It's no lie |
| Got 'em waiting on me, and I think I know why |
| Take a second I'ma tell 'em |
|
| Y'all been on that bullshit, like olé |
| Swear they on the move, but going the wrong way |
| I be with my ride or dies |
| It's bottom line |
| And we be gettin' dollar signs that's prolly why |
| They all on my line |
| All in my face |
| Hope I decline |
| Hopin' I'm fake |
| Won't get my body or my body |
| Or my soul |
|