[Intro: Larry June]
It’s that new TFM shit, you know I’m sayin’?
Monroe, what’s hannin’?
Talk your shit, my nigga
Off top, sun’ slight
[Verse 1: Monroe Flow & Larry June]
Flow (I like this)
Lookin’ at the Bridge from my livin’ room
Deposit $9K just to shake the ten-thousand rule (Shake ‘em)
I’m in my own lane, I got a lot to prove (A lot, a lot to prove)
She saw the wrist and then she had to choose (Had to choose)
I think it’s time for expansion (Expansion), the mansion
Sick and tired of takin’ these chances (Chances), the antics (Check)
Who really with me? (Damn) I need answers (Answers), I’m sayin’ (I’m sayin’)
[Verse 2: Larry June]
We still stickin’ to the bread (Bread)
Five hundred cash (Damn), niggas wouldn’t understand (Wouldn’t undеr, uh)
Playin’ with them stocks off twenty-five grand (Numbеrs)
Credit A1 (Uh, damn), I ain’t gotta use cash (Check)
That was sun’ slight, two hundred on the dash
(Bitch, hand me that motherfuckin’ lighter, ho), it felt like I was in a race (Race)
Is the feds gon’ get me? (Check) Am I gon’ make it in this rap game? (Rap game)
I was prayin’ for a change (Change), you was prayin’ for a chain (Chain)
Nigga, we is not the same, nigga, whole nother game
It’s that new TFM shit, you know I’m sayin’?
Monroe, what’s hannin’?
Talk your shit, my nigga
Off top, sun’ slight
[Verse 1: Monroe Flow & Larry June]
Flow (I like this)
Lookin’ at the Bridge from my livin’ room
Deposit $9K just to shake the ten-thousand rule (Shake ‘em)
I’m in my own lane, I got a lot to prove (A lot, a lot to prove)
She saw the wrist and then she had to choose (Had to choose)
I think it’s time for expansion (Expansion), the mansion
Sick and tired of takin’ these chances (Chances), the antics (Check)
Who really with me? (Damn) I need answers (Answers), I’m sayin’ (I’m sayin’)
[Verse 2: Larry June]
We still stickin’ to the bread (Bread)
Five hundred cash (Damn), niggas wouldn’t understand (Wouldn’t undеr, uh)
Playin’ with them stocks off twenty-five grand (Numbеrs)
Credit A1 (Uh, damn), I ain’t gotta use cash (Check)
That was sun’ slight, two hundred on the dash
(Bitch, hand me that motherfuckin’ lighter, ho), it felt like I was in a race (Race)
Is the feds gon’ get me? (Check) Am I gon’ make it in this rap game? (Rap game)
I was prayin’ for a change (Change), you was prayin’ for a chain (Chain)
Nigga, we is not the same, nigga, whole nother game
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