[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I ain't got time, nigga can't shine driving miss Daisy
I got like both hands on the steering wheel, gotta make it
Soon as the level up, going world wide niggas hated
We in the making, out of the basement
Niggas is [?], temperature raising
I'm at the crib doe, in the Vlone and I'm saging
I was through one road now the root grown through the pavement
I'm in a new zone nigga too gone through the matrix
Lullabies get you crucified, when they selling lies it get televised, nigga stay woke, keep [?]
Riding 'round playing picaboo like I seen a ghost (I seen a ghost)
Still boomin' niggas still assuming I'mma let 'em know (I'mma let 'em know)
Niggas talking but they couldn't see me through the telescope
I'm on the edge, you in the red
Excuse me I got old money nigga, walking dead (Hi, hello)
Seen the evil coming out of people when it's over bred
Boss niggas 'till I off niggas when it's code red (Brrt)
I'm that nigga who is still standing when it's all said (Ha, ha)
Riddle me that, bitch I can never relax, I leveled up to the max
Speaking the facts, I'm in this bitch with a bag, you gotta go in the stash
I'm flowing the gas, and I'm ignoring the dash, I'mma make sure that they mad, hop in the wag'
Saint Laurent jeans on me used to shop at the flee homie (Uh)
I got the chain froze, numbers 30 degrees homie (Uh)
Bitches'll pay bread just to come up and breathe on me
Popping nine like yeah it's out, with my chest out I'm the good guy
Posted up like a red stop, see the top spot like the bullseye
Still popping like the fish fry got the bag jumping like the big block
2020 on the way around we gon' level up now another notch (oh)
I ain't got time, nigga can't shine driving miss Daisy
I got like both hands on the steering wheel, gotta make it
Soon as the level up, going world wide niggas hated
We in the making, out of the basement
Niggas is [?], temperature raising
I'm at the crib doe, in the Vlone and I'm saging
I was through one road now the root grown through the pavement
I'm in a new zone nigga too gone through the matrix
Lullabies get you crucified, when they selling lies it get televised, nigga stay woke, keep [?]
Riding 'round playing picaboo like I seen a ghost (I seen a ghost)
Still boomin' niggas still assuming I'mma let 'em know (I'mma let 'em know)
Niggas talking but they couldn't see me through the telescope
I'm on the edge, you in the red
Excuse me I got old money nigga, walking dead (Hi, hello)
Seen the evil coming out of people when it's over bred
Boss niggas 'till I off niggas when it's code red (Brrt)
I'm that nigga who is still standing when it's all said (Ha, ha)
Riddle me that, bitch I can never relax, I leveled up to the max
Speaking the facts, I'm in this bitch with a bag, you gotta go in the stash
I'm flowing the gas, and I'm ignoring the dash, I'mma make sure that they mad, hop in the wag'
Saint Laurent jeans on me used to shop at the flee homie (Uh)
I got the chain froze, numbers 30 degrees homie (Uh)
Bitches'll pay bread just to come up and breathe on me
Popping nine like yeah it's out, with my chest out I'm the good guy
Posted up like a red stop, see the top spot like the bullseye
Still popping like the fish fry got the bag jumping like the big block
2020 on the way around we gon' level up now another notch (oh)
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