[Intro]
Yeah (Turn me up)
Yeah
(Hit Boy)
Ayy, check it
[Chorus]
Okay, I feel unstoppable, odds are not probable
Go against the team, that shit is not logical (Never)
Living out my dream, these islands I'm on tropical (For real)
You ain't made it 'til all the top models is toppin' you
[Verse 1]
You ain't made it 'til you got stylists go out and shop for you
TMZ pull up, spit on the camera like Pac would do
Hope you niggas caught the right angle, hypotenuse
I'm in DR on a big yacht with the prostitutes
Boy, stop, I'm just living out my real truth
Hundreds real blue, strips on 'em still new
Fucked up Dover Street, I'm drippin' like mildew
They say he don't do visit the hood, nigga, I still do
A real nigga, only difference my bills bigger
I'm still with you, I just got rich a little quicker
The same man, God handed me his game plan
I ain't perfect, far from it, what can I say, man?
Yeah (Turn me up)
Yeah
(Hit Boy)
Ayy, check it
[Chorus]
Okay, I feel unstoppable, odds are not probable
Go against the team, that shit is not logical (Never)
Living out my dream, these islands I'm on tropical (For real)
You ain't made it 'til all the top models is toppin' you
[Verse 1]
You ain't made it 'til you got stylists go out and shop for you
TMZ pull up, spit on the camera like Pac would do
Hope you niggas caught the right angle, hypotenuse
I'm in DR on a big yacht with the prostitutes
Boy, stop, I'm just living out my real truth
Hundreds real blue, strips on 'em still new
Fucked up Dover Street, I'm drippin' like mildew
They say he don't do visit the hood, nigga, I still do
A real nigga, only difference my bills bigger
I'm still with you, I just got rich a little quicker
The same man, God handed me his game plan
I ain't perfect, far from it, what can I say, man?
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