If every **** in ya clicks rich ya clicks rugged

But most clicks fill of **** that'll kick your crutches

Act like a band of brothers but hold grudges

Falling out beefing over bitches bugging

That's why I fly dolo like a boxer

Moving like Tony no manolos in this Boxster

It's a dirty game we play and I ain't trying get jfk so I'm bending corners with the top up

Red white green flags Italian horses

No sticker ponder what the stallions Cost is

A boss is one that lead the troops my old heads did white lines in leisure suits

No look pass the blow magic jabbar Shit

High efficiency tide for the washing

Rinse it then spin dry

Men lie numbers do not

Coming thru summers new drops

Maneuver like runners thru blocks

Saquan barkley a giant defiant ain't I

Michelle said the game was a trap she ain't lie

Truthfully I wish she would have tried a little harder to stop me from trying To be nino in the carter

Hanging out duh duh man and keisha leveled up to sommeliers and baristas

Jesus what a change of made lifestyle parlayed from the change I've made

Two sides to a coin every day I prayed

Keep my head up and my tail out the pen

Flights to and from tail numbers in the wind

C for the win racking w after w after w business man from a troubled youth

Embrace me in all my bliss I wasn't always refined I evolved to this

From a pauper to a prince a prince to king a king to a Mother fucking god