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Came a long way from the place that I started at Whip so fast press the gas You have a heart attack Had to cut some women off like tell me where the barbers at Bulletproof my heart Yeah you know that I been guardin' that Porsche got a button That I push when I be starting that All these flows that I'm constructing Think I need a harder hat I been ballin' hard the bills are blue And the car is black I been on the road but when I can Swear I'll call you back Haven't been home for so long I forgot my address You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess You boardin' a bus and I'm boarding a jet Fuck how you feel you gon' give me respect 'Cause I'm on the way and I'm comin' up next I do my own thing, no I'm not like the rest I want everything and I will not take less You prayed that I'd fail but I ended up blessed Keep it real i'm talking straight up (straight up) Countin' bills i'm getting paper (paper) On the way i'm talking way up (way up) If you sleepin' better wake up Shootin' 3s I don't lay up Fuck a recipe I got flavors Me and my team we major In our own league You can't play us I'm on the way but you knew it (yeah) See the way that I'm moving (uh) Big chain Issa Cuban Stones set illusion (illusion) Two tone Swiss movement Blue rolls and i'm cruisin' (uuh) Spent a rack on these shoes and I don't like to talk I just do it I don't be talking no I just be workin' I'm in my bag And that shit a Birkin I'm with a shorty And she lookin' perfect and she got a body She know how to work it (work) I'm gettin paid 'cause they know I'm worth it Don't make no mistakes only do shit on purpose There's only one way gotta go out and earn it Start leveling up or just stay on the surface Haven't been home for so long I forgot my address You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess You boardin' a bus and I'm boarding a jet Fuck how you feel you gon' give me respect 'Cause I'm on the way and I'm comin' up next I do my own thing, no I'm not like the rest I want everything and I will not take less You prayed that I'd fail but I ended up blessed Keep it real i'm talking straight up (straight up) Countin' bills i'm getting paper (paper) On the way i'm talking way up (way up) If you sleepin' better wake up Shootin' 3s I don't lay up Fuck a recipe I got flavors Me and my team we major In our own league You can't play us Keep it real i'm talking straight up (straight up) Countin' bills i'm getting paper (paper) On the way i'm talking way up (way up) If you sleepin' better wake up Shootin' 3s I don't lay up Fuck a recipe I got flavors Me and my team we major In our own league You can't play us
Writer(s): David Goodman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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