Yeah, okay
Lil' CC on the beat, mm
Yeah, yeah
I mean, where the ** should I really even start
I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark
I got my ** 'cross the street living large
Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ** apart
I got big packs comin' on the way
I got big stacks comin' out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
It's a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ** in they place
Really just lapped every ** in the race
I really might tat "Realest **" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave ya
I was on top when that ** meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these ** wanna swap
** wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave
Couple figures, killers call and collect (collect)
She ** a **, then she on to the next (next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack
When you ** thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it)
Go getter, half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', ** know a big tipper (tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit)
Dead broke is in you ** DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay
Lil' **, just another state case
Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce)
Gotta count up my allowance (gotta count up my allowance)
You ** snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it)
A ** drippin' like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it
Then I'm out (then I'm out)
And I'll never talk about it (about it)
The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (loudest)
Rich ** and I'm really bein' modest
'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist
Want the house (house)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I'm countin'
Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it
These ** ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ** in they place
Really just lapped every ** in the race
I really might tat "Realest **" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave ya
Drake / Rick Ross
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