Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't ain't promised to me Don't just want a piece I I want my whole destiny If If you got got it, I'm gone take it If If you're in it, you're coming with me Bench warmers, get no playing time No sleeping til I I cross the line, I'm

I'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only Gotta pistol you you don't want it boy you you know what it is I'm way flyer my pays way higher If If they ever mention sire boy you you know what it is Ain't Ain't about drama you you don't want no problems I'll up that Llama boy you you

Skin and bones, it ain't ain't such a pity Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if if you're livin' in the city Got Got to get a grip If If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip I I can't explain how to be a fat city You You gotta live large, gotta

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I I come back, you'll know, know, know I I said, "no, no, no" I ain't ain't got the time And if if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I I won't go, go, go I'd rather be at home with a

Life of the party So I I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you you ain’t gone But I I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I I ain’t got got nobody I I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

It won't be because I I ain't tryin' You see I've got got myself an angel Well, if if I never get to heaven Eleven once or twice ain't ain't bad If If I never get to heaven And that's all I I need to be my guide If If I never hit seven I I said, if if I never hit seven And that's

Yeah, the cash came, I ain't ain't trippin' on a past flame Even if if they were dimes, you know how many 10's want my last name? Is this the rap game or high school politics? Bars could be on Maury 'cause they got got a little pop in it' Before I I show up, that's

You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't ain't fun, when you you're on the run Got Got your gold and you you got got your gun The life as an outlaw just begun Got Got your shotgun by your side Got Got your horse and you you got got your pride You You ride till there ain't ain't no place to

Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay I I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah I I be at the top, that's my favorite place That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em I'ma

Drinkin' all night, but we ain't ain't done yet (yet) Waitin' on the plug, but he ain't ain't come yet (yet) Still need somethin'? Put your bank on it (bank on it) Got a big bag with a Bape on it Party ain't ain't over if if they say somethin' (say somethin') No sleep 'til