I been moving different lately I been moving smarter
Wish I had my niggas with me they keep me in order
Sometimes feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Let alone where I'm going
Hoping to not to make too many turns, yeah I'm taking off
Best friends with that money couldn't change me or break me off
I need to find a lean plug, go fire him up
I ain't feeling so stuck, when you better than your ways
Easy just to give it up
Ain't a man if I do so start to tighten up
Ima run this money to that ceiling, I ain't giving up
If it ain't bout that money, cant fit my schedule, ain't no linking up
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter, huh
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter
Wish I had my niggas with me, they keep me in order
Sometimes I feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Still ain't find the exit, scuba diving in it
Baby I'm a owner, I ain't trying to rent it
I ain't trying to lease it, I need a Mona Lisa
I send your soul to Jesus, trust me I know the reaper
Young villain and I'm chilling, Ima drop the top back
Told a lot of girls to stop that,
Had to come and get the block back
Put some money on your head, now you a oppack
Now you a oppack, now you a oppack
I put some money on your head, now you an oppack
Put that money underneath that mattress, yeah that's under the bed
Niggas want them problems, then that smoke, yeah we unleaded
Niggas got that gas and it's for cheap, nigga unleaded
What you want nigga, tell me what you want
Say we want smoke nigga, tell me what you want
I got many bands, why she let me f*ck her friend
I hit the club again, ain't going unless we bring in
I don't got many friends, cause I'm hated by many men
Is it cause of the benz or they don't even wanna see me win
I don't know though, yeah f*ck em all that's for sure though
They talk crazy but they broke yeah, they probably riding in a Volvo
Broke boy you looking like a bozo, so high I'm flying through the ozone
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I been moving different lately I been moving smarter
Wish I had my niggas with me they keep me in order
Sometimes feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Let alone where I'm going
Hoping to not to make too many turns, yeah I'm taking off
Best friends with that money couldn't change me or break me off
I need to find a lean plug, go fire him up
I ain't feeling so stuck, when you better than your ways
Easy just to give it up
Ain't a man if I do so start to tighten up
Ima run this money to that ceiling, I ain't giving up
If it ain't bout that money, cant fit my schedule, ain't no linking up
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter, huh
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter
Wish I had my niggas with me, they keep me in order
Sometimes I feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Still ain't find the exit, scuba diving in it
Baby I'm a owner, I ain't trying to rent it
I ain't trying to lease it, I need a Mona Lisa
I send your soul to Jesus, trust me I know the reaper
Young villain and I'm chilling, Ima drop the top back
Told a lot of girls to stop that,
Had to come and get the block back
Put some money on your head, now you a oppack
Now you a oppack, now you a oppack
I put some money on your head, now you an oppack
Put that money underneath that mattress, yeah that's under the bed
Niggas want them problems, then that smoke, yeah we unleaded
Niggas got that gas and it's for cheap, nigga unleaded
What you want nigga, tell me what you want
Say we want smoke nigga, tell me what you want
I got many bands, why she let me f*ck her friend
I hit the club again, ain't going unless we bring in
I don't got many friends, cause I'm hated by many men
Is it cause of the benz or they don't even wanna see me win
I don't know though, yeah f*ck em all that's for sure though
They talk crazy but they broke yeah, they probably riding in a Volvo
Broke boy you looking like a bozo, so high I'm flying through the ozone
Wish I had my niggas with me they keep me in order
Sometimes feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Let alone where I'm going
Hoping to not to make too many turns, yeah I'm taking off
Best friends with that money couldn't change me or break me off
I need to find a lean plug, go fire him up
I ain't feeling so stuck, when you better than your ways
Easy just to give it up
Ain't a man if I do so start to tighten up
Ima run this money to that ceiling, I ain't giving up
If it ain't bout that money, cant fit my schedule, ain't no linking up
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter, huh
I've been moving different lately, I've been moving smarter
Wish I had my niggas with me, they keep me in order
Sometimes I feel like crashing out, I need that reassurance
Long time on this road, still ain't find the exit
Still ain't find the exit, scuba diving in it
Baby I'm a owner, I ain't trying to rent it
I ain't trying to lease it, I need a Mona Lisa
I send your soul to Jesus, trust me I know the reaper
Young villain and I'm chilling, Ima drop the top back
Told a lot of girls to stop that,
Had to come and get the block back
Put some money on your head, now you a oppack
Now you a oppack, now you a oppack
I put some money on your head, now you an oppack
Put that money underneath that mattress, yeah that's under the bed
Niggas want them problems, then that smoke, yeah we unleaded
Niggas got that gas and it's for cheap, nigga unleaded
What you want nigga, tell me what you want
Say we want smoke nigga, tell me what you want
I got many bands, why she let me f*ck her friend
I hit the club again, ain't going unless we bring in
I don't got many friends, cause I'm hated by many men
Is it cause of the benz or they don't even wanna see me win
I don't know though, yeah f*ck em all that's for sure though
They talk crazy but they broke yeah, they probably riding in a Volvo
Broke boy you looking like a bozo, so high I'm flying through the ozone
Writer: Kester Omoroghomwan
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