They say love makes you happy, well this paper can too So I ain´t chasin´ no chick unless she raised a mans yute (Trust) Everybody´s blessed, shit, I just pray I am too
But I got devils on my side like a play for Man U But I bounce back Catch me in Moston with my trap players (Skrr) Or in Soho House with some tax payers Young Aitch, ain´t no fold in my game I make stacks in the sun, in the snow, in the rain I was seventeen, hundred thou, eighteen, two fifths Nineteen, few mill, twenty, was stupid Twenty-one, old news, twenty-two, new shit Twenty-three, still hot, don´t say I don´t do this (Woo) Copped a lot of bricks, you know I got it how I live Shit I got ones that I can rent and I got ones that I can flip Tickin´ boxes of my checklist when I drop another hit
Then go and drop another ticket on a property and whip, shit You know it´s A-I Tizzy, babe Changed my city, know I make my Lizzy, babe Cocaine white, Mizzy May Ain´t no biggie, two-fifty, that´s chicken change (Skrr)
Yeah, couldn´t pay me to stop This one´s for all my grinders raised on the block Yeah, steady makin´ their prof´ This one´s for my guys that are chasin´ the guap Yeah, who was raised in the streets Some got a day job, some are paid in the streets Yeah, ain´t no tamin´ the beast I ain´t here to make friends, I´m just here to make Ps
I ain´t tripping ´bout a hater, stay in line and keep it stepping´ Got a watch for everyday, but ain´t got time to answer questions We can talk a bit of business, I ain´t tryna be your bredrin If I can´t see money signs, then I´m slidin´ in a second Big boss, big stones in my wristwatch Royal Oak rose gold way before TikTok I was getting low blows way before lip shots Honestly I´m so cold I´m frozen, I´ve been hot I´m goated, ain´t been topped, they know when the king drops Them jokers have been opps, they choke when the pin drops Yeah, still with the loccs at the chip shop
Still puttin´ all my pink notes in a kick box
Yeah, couldn´t pay me to stop This one´s for all my grinders raised on the block Yeah, steady makin´ their prof´ This one´s for my guys that are chasin´ the guap Yeah, who was raised in the streets Some got a day job, some are paid in the streets Yeah, ain´t no tamin´ the beast I ain´t here to make friends, I´m just here to make Ps
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