Letra

Make it make sense, How could all my haters be so dense, I need a AP, I need a Benz, I need everyone to see my life through my lens, I got a lot I could lose baby, Imma go to work so you could put your phone on snooze baby, I'm making money and moves baby, Everything paid off I could take you on a long cruise baby, If they take the chain on my neck I'll make the whole thing back, I got so rich and famous everybody want me on they track, I'm so damn motivated everything hit I never lack, They used to tell me I won't make it now they all faded to black, If they take the chain on my neck I'll make the whole thing back, I got so rich and famous everybody want me on they track, I'm so damn motivated everything hit I never lack, They used to tell me I won't make it now they all faded to black, She want the ice the rings the jewels and she won't get it from you, Hop in my whip baby you bout to ride the crew, I just made a couple bands and got her some red bottom shoes, She hopping on top I told her to stop said baby you turning me blue, My city love me when I'm in town it's like I'm ye, Nah please do not call me when I'm at work I'm tryna get paid, Your girl is a groupie and I just piped her till she pale, Till she pale, If they take the chain on my neck I'll make the whole thing back, I got so rich and famous everybody want me on they track, I'm so damn motivated everything hit I never lack, They used to tell me I won't make it now they all faded to black, If they take the chain on my neck I'll make the whole thing back, I got so rich and famous everybody want me on they track, I'm so damn motivated everything hit I never lack, They used to tell me I won't make it now they all faded to black.
Writer(s): Vishal Daluwatte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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