ON THE RISE Draft Day

[Intro]
(Muddi Gold)
Yeah, huh
Nigga I got—, huh
(It's Raw when you need cash only)
Hold on, what?
Brr
Nigga still on the— (Brr)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Still on the rise
I just came from out the country, packin' shows out and shit, I was too deprived
Haters gon' despise
Double 0 seven Draft, flyin' in that black jet
I ain't even reach my motherfuckin' max yet
But, they tryna give me the highest damn contract (Huh)

[Verse 1]
Tshh, damn, this shit got serious
And your bitch got a starin' problem when I'm near her
Hunnid vibes in the section, they all greenlighted
We all booted up, expensive high, zooted up
I can never be like him, I'm one of a kind
I was lowkey up at first, now It's time to shine
On a grind, standin' on that business about me and mine
Can't waste no time, more money more problems, I been B-I-G
That's [?] we gon' do till we die
I wake up, you know I get fly
Count that shit like (Frrrt), count that shit like (Frrrt)
Racks on me baby
Racks on my new bitch
Quarter M Mercedes, just so I can sleep in it
President my tint so you can't see in it, dark percent
Dog, he got good aim up in the Lamb', like he markin' in
Pray for sin, I'm just tryna do whatever the fuck and win
Make sure that my team good, make sure that this shit don't end