This gon' be my year This my year This gon' be my year, my year, my year I'm rich as fuck Copped a Bentley truck Used to ride on that bus Yeah, my whole squad up We ain't ever gonna give up

Show you love 'Cause I just wanna show you love Show you love, show you love, oh I just wanna show you love Invite you inside, so you'll see that it's real Yeah this is the moment, the second, the time Now I'm about to lose my mind Yeah I just wanna show

No one wants to die alone They don't wanna miss the show It's funny, time missed us both We all got time when we will go (Don't) Seems to be over (Never) Seems to be over (Damn, yeah) Seems to be over Seems to be over Know I stay on alert

I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Wondering why I ain't got no feelings I can't trust these bitches Fucked on your sister and you know I did it Eliantte diamonds around all my niggas I'm the savage or a dog, it don't make no difference, ah Ride my

I'm a grown ass man You ain't gonna change my ways And I ain't set in stone I'm set in that red Georgia clay, man I was brought up on that book My grand-daddy's knee You can bet your ass that I know who I am Yeah, I'm a grown ass man They said I could

Porque soy independiente, independiente Sola me he busca'o lo mío, sin pretendiente' No soy adicta al dinero, pero 'tá en mi mente No vivo del qué dirán ni 'toy pendiente a gente (Yeh-yeh, ah) Ustede' hablan mucho, pero no hacen na', na', na' Tú dice'

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and

Yeah, I'm somewhere on a beach Got a new girl, she got it going on We drink all day, and party all night I'm way too gone to have you on my mind She got a body and she's naughty And she got me like you ain't never got me I'm getting sun, getting some,

Yeah, hard body (hard body) Carter, carter Carter yeah Cash Money Young Money mother fuck the other side They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombin' Til they gettin' out the game, it's like comin'

And baby, you've got what it takes You know you've got just what it takes Well, now, it takes more than a Robin to make the winter go And it takes two lips of fire to melt away the snow Well, it takes two hearts a cookin' to make a fire grow And baby,