Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Which side you gone be on so I can have my rings on Let the birds fly They gon' sing songs Shoot em' down with no cheap shit Touchdown when I Moss it Kyrie when I cross it Straight to the bag Easy buckets Yeah they callin' me Lebron cuz I'm dunkin' Always hitting up my line asking for the function Call the label up asking for my bonus Survival of the Fittest Got my skillset On the road to riches (On the road) Got plenty of clips left Pen ain't never miss Only time I miss cuz I'm dodgin the bitches Randy Moss shit Need my cash shit I'm talking digits (Digits) Every move I make They watching like a witness Yeah I'm on the Hitlist Richer than the richest Got the wrist on gliss It's the morning Ain't missing you that much Yeah I'm soaring Now the chicks and whips are foreign And my fit looking golden I'm the pilot I'm the captain of my ship Manifest my destiny I'm so destined to win (I'm a winner) They hold your dreams and they flush them down the pipe (Down a pipe) I ain't made for an ordinary life (No I ain't) Built tough (Yeah) Yeah I sacrifice (Yeah I did) And I got the drive through the valley and the mountain high I'm just tryna get me more (More more) We were bad before we were born Drippin' Dior Survival of the Fittest Got my skillset On the road to riches (On the road) Got plenty of clips left Pen ain't never miss Only time I miss cuz I'm dodgin the bitches Randy Moss shit Need my cash shit I'm talking digits (Yeah) Every move I make They watching like a witness Yeah I'm on the Hitlist Richer than the richest Got the wrist on gliss It's the morning Ain't missing you that much Yeah I'm soaring Now the chicks and whips are foreign And my fit looking golden I'm a playa shawty please don't get salty (No way) Say a prayer for me wake up in the morning (Yeah I pray) I got more rings on you can call me Tommy (Got like 10) Ballin on em' you can call me Barkley Dior sneaks over my socks Staying up Praying underrrated Been dreaming about the payment Check the time Yeah I paid it Two tone wrist ten toes down On the road to riches so I gotta go down (Go down) If we crash the whip fuck it we gone walk (We gone walk) Focused like an Adderall your attitude is kinda off Man these niggas pissing me the fuck off Haha
Writer(s): Kenneth Kessler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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