Tryna make millions and millions and millions

Self-control, I gotta be better

Getting older, I gotta move clever

Tryna make millions on millions

Self control i gotta be better

Gettin older i gotta move clever

Know, she ah stay around if i let her

Rockin polo, just got a new sweater

Different hoes switch them out like I'm dressing

I'm the youngest, but chasing perfection

Drive by itself you that this is a Tesla

I was wrong I said I can admit it

Ain't know math, but can count up them digits

LuH RUFF, you know that I'm the sickest

Tat my name right up under yo titty

The way I pop it, they ask how I'm getting it

Fallen soldiers steady calling to heaven

But no answers, so i keep asking questions

If they was still here den in my life, ah be special

In this life, you know it can get sad

Do an interview, never wit Vlad

She tryna argue, start packing my bags

Slow down, I was living too fast

Had to stay focused, I couldn't move last

Turned all pain to fuel for the gas

Threw dirt on my name I rose from the grass

Count all my wins, I'm stacking up cash

Made it through struggles, my future is vast

Running through storms, I was built for the blast

Six deep, he be deep in the trap

You know that's my bro, I give him my last

Designer clothes, we be mixing and matching

Rocking Bottega, I turned up my fashion

Don't care about ah hoe, I ain't doing no crashing

Turned all my losses, to lessons, and passions

I turned all my losses into lessons and passion

Six deep, he be deep in the trap

Dont care about no hoe i ain't doing no crashing

Six deep he be deep in the trap

You know that's my bro, I give him my last

Whatever it is im gon make it happen

Tryn make millions and millions and millions

Self-control, I gotta be better

Getting older, I gotta move clever

Know she stay around if I let her

Rockin polo, just got a new sweater

Different hoes, switch them out , like I'm dressing

I'm the youngest, but chasing perfection

Drive by itself , you know that this is a Tesla

I was wrong, I said I can admit it

Ain't no math, but can count up them digits

LuH RuFF, you know that I'm the sickest

Tat my name right up under your titty

The way I pop it, they ask, I'm getting it

Fallen soldiers steady calling to heaven

But no answers so i keep asking questions

If they was still here then my life ah be special.

If they was still here den my life would be special

if they was still here den my life would be special

Six deep he be deep in the trap you know thats my bro

I'll give him my last