[Verse 1]
Hell if I do, Hell if I don't (Uh)
They prayin' for me to fell‚ and I tell 'em I won't‚ chill
You should stop that‚ progression is the object
My level's two steps from Heaven, meetin' God next (Woo)
Ah, yes‚ it's the perfect plan (Plan)
Convert the fans who twerk and dance, I deserve a chance
Ah, give 'em bars like anxiety
My old girl mad‚ her bitter ass won't say "Hi" to me (Haha)
I tell her blow me like I'm checking her sobriety (Uh)
Been waiting, now it's time to see the new rap prodigy
Uh, you better tell them niggas "Cool it"
Get you whacked for 50 cent, it's all G's up in my unit (Woo)
[Verse 2]
I'm proud and chillin', just mindin' my business
Just countin' my millions, man, God is my witness (Uh)
I came from the bottom but I gotta get it
I'm sliding my pivot, and travelling head into contracts
So dope I hand 'em a contacts, I need a massage
I need a garage with Bentleys and Phantoms and all that
Ain't 'bout that money, I call back
Fall back, Maybach (Uh)
Grey and black
Bar man, bald cap
Ballsacks in your mouth
We talking down on the real one
Give a fuck how you feel son
I don't got no chill, how they 'gon deal with me when my deal come?
Uh, I'm ready for a real run, I mean it's time to do the damn thing (Uh)
Already been the best out, I mean I'm stretching out my hamstrings (Uh)
Top five, top five, yeah
More fire, hot vibes, yeah
Juicin' up with my spinach
Popeye with papaya
High power shit, die, cower bitch, I devour shit (Go)
Three K's in my trunk but I ain't talkin' bout no white power shit (Go)
White powder shit all in they nose, I guess they must've been high (Go)
How they miss me, like they ain't pick me, like I ain't give a fuck nigga, die
Go
Hell if I do, Hell if I don't (Uh)
They prayin' for me to fell‚ and I tell 'em I won't‚ chill
You should stop that‚ progression is the object
My level's two steps from Heaven, meetin' God next (Woo)
Ah, yes‚ it's the perfect plan (Plan)
Convert the fans who twerk and dance, I deserve a chance
Ah, give 'em bars like anxiety
My old girl mad‚ her bitter ass won't say "Hi" to me (Haha)
I tell her blow me like I'm checking her sobriety (Uh)
Been waiting, now it's time to see the new rap prodigy
Uh, you better tell them niggas "Cool it"
Get you whacked for 50 cent, it's all G's up in my unit (Woo)
[Verse 2]
I'm proud and chillin', just mindin' my business
Just countin' my millions, man, God is my witness (Uh)
I came from the bottom but I gotta get it
I'm sliding my pivot, and travelling head into contracts
So dope I hand 'em a contacts, I need a massage
I need a garage with Bentleys and Phantoms and all that
Ain't 'bout that money, I call back
Fall back, Maybach (Uh)
Grey and black
Bar man, bald cap
Ballsacks in your mouth
We talking down on the real one
Give a fuck how you feel son
I don't got no chill, how they 'gon deal with me when my deal come?
Uh, I'm ready for a real run, I mean it's time to do the damn thing (Uh)
Already been the best out, I mean I'm stretching out my hamstrings (Uh)
Top five, top five, yeah
More fire, hot vibes, yeah
Juicin' up with my spinach
Popeye with papaya
High power shit, die, cower bitch, I devour shit (Go)
Three K's in my trunk but I ain't talkin' bout no white power shit (Go)
White powder shit all in they nose, I guess they must've been high (Go)
How they miss me, like they ain't pick me, like I ain't give a fuck nigga, die
Go
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