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(Intro)
Ace
You know I think its every nigga dream to come from the bottom to the top
being in the dirt
Counting the

(Verse)
Uh, okay now fuck all this bullshit, I'm fresh off a clip
Counting this fucking money, did that with no
I guess all that money talk, so what you niggas thought
My bitch got a Porsche truck, like what that pussy parked
Got that hustler demeanor, fresh and I'm out that two
Got to sleep the reaper, and watch out for them people
the devil be lurkin', all these pistols are dirty
All my niggas are riders, clips extended with thirty
I woke up this morning, thanked the Lord I'm alive
my daughter then told my lady I'm back on the grind
Gotta do it for Sela, my daily remind
Fuck these bitches, the money, power, on my mind
It no love for the weak, ain't no top on the Jeep
Tell haters I'm overseas, I'll be back in a week
I'm trying to get richer than Trump, a couple million for
I need the of Forbes with We Da Best on the front
I'm going mane, nigga my ass
These niggas be stealing my flows and all, even mad
I swear my flow is dope as coke, get your bag
Just bought Aston Martin, yummm', that fucker fast
started with a dollar and a dream, show me the cream
All about that profit piling, that's by any means
fifty-thousand in my pocket busting out the seams
Hopping out that coupe, roof go missing bitch like bada-bing
Knock knock, bang bang, ever since then they wanna know who I be
H double-O-D, was running the streets since I was seventeen
I put it on mama, dreamed of having a Lamborghin'
Them niggas was hating, I was skating in that Mossolin
Oh I mo say
It's money over bitches, what my niggas
Probably in the whip my little Spanish thing
All day, in the back of the back number J's
I be balling, small know what I mean
I say what's up with them bitches? Molly, weed, and liquor
I'm the type of nigga do you first and then your
I'm a savage, with karats
from the bottom of the barrel, to living lavish
Blood on my sneakers, brother's keeper I see people
'Bout them figures, squeeze them triggers I'm soul seeking
I think you pussy, I can it on you loud and clear
And since my left me young, I ran up out of fear
And when it come down to my family, I die for them
Blow that chopper through chest to show you shit is real

(Outro)
you shit is real
to 7 new
Starvation 2 on the way
up
Moun up
We da be that logo ah
Ha ha ha
Brap,