New Ceilings Old Floors

It's like thirty below

All the cash on the floor

We done came up with a plan

I'mma to turn these tracks into gold

I turn new ceilings into floors

I done put my blood and sweat and tears for this

Prayed so many years for this

I'm minding my own businesses

Riches in the residence

Staring with an evil eye

Why they move like pessimist?

They react emotionally

I'm calculated moving carefully

Only few **** they was there for me

Only few now break bread with me

Certain **** moving like they scared of me

They be fearing me

Pussy **** you cannot compare to me

It's profound now, it's clear to me

Who the real ones are, who the fake ones be

It's getting really dark but I can see

Five percent on my Tom Fords ****

Third eye open for the sleaze in the streets

I dun left overseas, came back way richer

I left the country then I came back to a bag my ****

Fuck them **** that who fronted on me

Bitch i'mma go tax the ****

Yeah I'm playing for the longevity

And the plaques my ****

Nowadays I be so busy

Might have to go and fax a ****

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Huh

Yeah

Huh yeah

Ohh

Get in the whip

I'm splurging the mall

I'm thumbing through the paper I get

I'm counting it up

The bigger that my pocket it get

It's harder to fall

I'm thumbing through these rackies again

I stash in the vault

I got an Angel Reese in my whip

She play with the ball

She pull up with a twin for my twin

They giving us slop

She know exactly what she can get

She giving it up

The bigger that my pocket it get

It's harder to fall

I do my dance and get in the whip

I'm splurging the mall

I'm thumbing through the paper I get

I'm counting it up

The bigger that my pocket it get

It's harder to fall

I'm thumbing through these rackies again

I stash in the vault

I got an Angel Reese in my whip

She play with the ball

She pull up with a twin for my twin

They giving us slop

She know exactly what she can get

She giving it up

The bigger that my pocket it get

It's harder to fall

Oh yeah yeah yeah