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Greatness, Jones

They say I'm amazin', I just do it like it's regular

Now I've got these A and R's and **** on my cellular

You ain't gotta say it, you already know I'm winnin', bitch

On the road to riches, so much bookin's, I can't count that shit

Ride in rotation, I'm never waitin', I be percolatin'

I'm talkin' money to these bitches, I'm the conversation

The blue print on my J's, I'ma rock the nation

I'm the fuckin' best, yeah, I'm the best, there ain't no debatin'

Fame is for the takin', you ain't gotta give it to me

Be watchin' all my movements, now these bitches movin' shifty

I'm a big fish, a dolphin, you're a little pickney

Europe, UAE, and US, fuck up any city

Uh, I'm busy gettin' a tan, get me a couple of cans

If you try fuck up my plans, gettin' these hands

Bustin' out the ban, ridin', do it for the gang

Do it for the fam, do it for the fans, ride for me, Stan

I don't ever slack, all I spit is crack

Run it back, flip a pack, puttin' Wooly on the map

Fuckin' proud, and I'm black, shit is magic, that's a fact

Get the message, fuck a fax, run it up to the max

I don't ever front, I can do whatever I want

I might go to church today then tomorrow hit cunch

And I've got a couple girls but I don't need a bunch

We ain't gotta pop a billi', we just pull up and we stunt, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Baby, I'm a boss, on my job I don't ever lack

You ain't got no balls, plus you whack, you can get the sack

Got a vegan ****, still he eat the pussy, kill the cat

And I'll kill a rat, plottin' on my cheese in the trap

All I do is show and prove, honey, I don't ever lose

In the Stu while you snooze, gettin' high on the booze

South Berm in the blue, you might see me cuttin' through

With my dawg, maybe two, swag cold, got the flu

Eenie meenie miney mo, catch a **** on his toes

If he got no loyalty for me, I have to let him go

Oh, you got some side bitches, please don't make me smack a hoe

You need to be savin' money before you be savin' those

I'm busy gettin' the bag, you don't wanna get me mad

More money, fab, run along slag

Said they lookin' for the baddest bitch, well, I'm it, bitch, tag

Blow a bag, pop a tag, grab a bite, then I order me a cab

Ooh, ooh, I need me a car, boy, you're messin' with a star

Chillin' out in Budapest with Char, thinkin' I'ma go far

Don't compare me to her, sorry, nah, that's a par

I graft and I grind, success on my mind

Comin' from the slum, never been a bum

On the block, goin' dumb, you know I already won

Do it all for my mom, and I only just begun

Need a lump and a sum, fuck it up just for fun, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay

Make it clap, fuck it up, throw it back

Get that money, watch it stack, make it flip, run it back, ay