[Intro]
In the kitchen and it's Taysty
[Pre-Chorus]
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
[Chorus]
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra-ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
[Verse 1]
Yeah, weight of my city, I carried it
All of that hatred I buried it, look at me now
Can’t play with thе hustle, you marry it
Put down the drink but my life is still vеry lit
On level 11 and levelin’, if I try hide all the evidence
Way that I’m blessed is still more than evident
Twenty-six hunnid I spent on a letterman
Bought it and wore it to places you’ve never been
Reason why I’m never settlin’
If there’s a God, he put me through hell
But I still can’t let the devil in
I thought would it help if I talked to the reverend
But cashin’ the check was the medicine
In the kitchen and it's Taysty
[Pre-Chorus]
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
[Chorus]
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra-ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
[Verse 1]
Yeah, weight of my city, I carried it
All of that hatred I buried it, look at me now
Can’t play with thе hustle, you marry it
Put down the drink but my life is still vеry lit
On level 11 and levelin’, if I try hide all the evidence
Way that I’m blessed is still more than evident
Twenty-six hunnid I spent on a letterman
Bought it and wore it to places you’ve never been
Reason why I’m never settlin’
If there’s a God, he put me through hell
But I still can’t let the devil in
I thought would it help if I talked to the reverend
But cashin’ the check was the medicine
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