The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business Lil Kodak had to get it off the Land, talking Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eating

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay) Had to cop the Audi,

An encore (oh) I want some more, I want some more I want some more, baby hit me with an encore Baby hit me with an encore You're so amazing, remember the time Just thinking about ya gives me butterflies You can save the bell cuz I want you now So open

Go tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke That shit is pointless I'm the nigga with the hair Go tell your friends about it They told me not to fall in love, that shit is

Feel like shovel with dirt thrown side of my name I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray Would have never started rappin' if I knew this shit had came with this Runnin' millions until my legs out Wheelchair

You can catch me in the whip with a fifth of pimp juice And I'm poppin' a clip, 'bout to fix this issue Ya pray that I don't hit, I ain't equipped to miss you Ya gonna need an ambulance to stitch ya tissue Or either have a bag on ya hip to shit through

And as you leave You must know you are beloved Before you leave Remember I was with you I won't hold you back beloved Austere enthroned in white grandeur A whisper of where you sailed ahead

You live too fast The epidemic from a crystal life Puts you in super overdrive The methademic that is so hard to hide Insanely staring with white eyes Hallucinating in a chemical hell Ain't my idea of having fun Synthetic overload, you're under it's

Steady with the crew, steady with the crew And you never liked it, and you never liked them My Lambo gon' skrr, my crib ain't got service I got shit to lose, that shit make me nervous I got shit to lose, gotta keep my cool Gotta watch the dukes, can't