(Hit-Boy)
Yeah (Woah, woah)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid´ more
Boy, for real, boy

Starin´ at fate
I´m in the lead and I´m breakin´ away (Way)
She want me now but I´m makin´ her wait (Wait)
I´m at the table, a thousand a plate
How you gon´ tell me this isn´t a date?
I´m down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)
Right ´round the corner from Babyface
Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean the Babyface

I don´t give a fuck about playin´ it safe
Surveillance the way that they runnin´ my tapes
Got hoes in a craze likе the old B2K (Oh)
Chaos whenevеr I touch down, no brakes (Yeah)
Me and HB, it´s an instant slap
An instant plaque, a system crash
I pitched it black and risked the max
And anything less, I can´t live with that (Yeah)

Hunger for more and I still got the cravin´
What you know ´bout when the walls get to cavin´? (Huh?)
What you know ´bout stayin´ silent and patient
And workin´ out kinks before kinks work their way in?
Don´t even believe what you say when you say it
More focused on makin´ it than makin´ statements (Statements)
Everybody ´round me elevated, yeah, I´m guessin´ the vibe is contagious (Let´s go)

Starin´ at fate
I´m in the lead and I´m breakin´ away (Way)
If you not workin´, you takin´ up space
I´m at the table, a thousand a plate
How you gon´ tell me this isn´t a date? (Swerve)
I´m down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)

Right ´round the corner from Babyface
Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean  (I mean , swerve)

Hol´ up, take this shit where I wanna go (Shit where I wanna go)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid more (Hunnid, I pray)
They prayin´ I stop ´cause that´s what they need the most (For real)
Big Cuban link ´round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link ´round my neck, gold C-3PO)
I fell asleep at the top while they sleepin´ on me (Sleep)
In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (I see it)
Can´t run up on us, it´s too much confetti on us (No way)

I know money ain´t everything, fuck it, we still want it, bitch (Bitch)

I´m one of one, ho, it ain´t no re-rockin´ (Hey)
I said what I said and I´m standin´ on top of it (Hey)
Gas up my bitch just to boost her confidence
She throwin´ fits at me just like my closet (Rich)
I never got rich countin´ someone else pockets (On God)
Addicted to C-notes, I went up an octave
Strategically movin´, to win, only option
Bitch, I ain´t forcin´ it, holiday season, I´m covered in ornaments
This ain´t a tour, this a tournament (Woah)
If I was stuck in a room with your shit on repeat
Then that shit would be torturous

Straight from the source of it, if I don´t got it, I´m sourcin´ it (Mm)
Whatever it takes to have more of it (Yeah)
It´s mine ´til I´m bored with it, bitch (Bitch)

Take this shit where I wanna go (Straight up)
Make you a million and make you a hunnid more (Brrr)
They prayin´ I stop ´cause that´s what they need the most (I know)
Big Cuban link ´round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link ´round my neck, gold C-3PO)
I fell asleep at the top while they sleepin´ on me (God)
In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (For real)
Can´t run up on us, it´s too much confetti on us (Confetti)

I know money ain´t everything, fuck it, we still want it (Woo)

Yeah, fuck you expect, bitch? (Still want it)
What up though, Hit? (Still want it)
Ayy, tell ´em quit playin´ with my fuckin´ name too, for real
I had to one up that score, you know?
That Don Life shit
Carry on, yeah, for real