[Intro]
Yeah
Jay Critch, hoodfave
(Hold up, you got Kemp on the beat?)
(Tank God)
[Chorus]
I made a plan, then I execute it (I made a plan, then I execute it)
Pull out the lot, doin' surgery (Surgery)
Cut the top off the whip, had to execute it (I had to execute it)
I know how to go get the money myself and I don't need nobody else to do it (I don't need nobody else to do it)
Run that shit up 'til you fill up the bag and then you add a little extra to it (And then you add a little extra to it)
And we love the hood, but we had to escape it (We had to escape it)
Summer time, bullets fly like The Matrix (Fly like The Matrix)
Streets cold, got me changin' locations (Changin' locations)
I was broke, I was feelin' so basic (Feelin' so basic)
They could never get one up on me, all these hundreds on me, got me feelin' myself (Feelin' myself)
'Member she fronted on me, now she comin' for me 'cause she still needin' help (Still needin' help)
[Verse 1]
I'm still gettin' my bands up, I'm increasin' the wealth (I'm increasin' the wealth, increasin' the wealth)
If I ain't got no damn help, do this shit by myself (Do this shit by myself, by myself)
I took some major losses, you don't know how it felt (You don't know how it felt, no)
Then when I put the water on, had me feelin' like Phelps (Hey)
The bag got me feelin' myself, they don't hustle, so they stealin' the shelf (Stealin' the self)
I'm flexin' like WrestleMania, the young nigga still got the belt (He still got the belt)
Cut off the roof on the whip, put it back like it's healin' itself (Healin' itself)
If my shooter let off that hot shit, then the whole ceiling'll melt (Ceiling'll melt, glaow)
'Member all of the money ran out, since young was the man of the house (Was the man of the house)
Mommy was stressin' but look at the blessings, I made a plan, then I made it count (I made a plan, then I made it count, made it count)
More money, more problems, there's always a new one (Its always a new one)
I don't want the fake love, it's confusin' (The fake love, it's confusin')
Came from the block, then we started a movement (Started a movement)
Bro get the packs and he keepin' it movin' (Keepin' it movin')
Yeah
Jay Critch, hoodfave
(Hold up, you got Kemp on the beat?)
(Tank God)
[Chorus]
I made a plan, then I execute it (I made a plan, then I execute it)
Pull out the lot, doin' surgery (Surgery)
Cut the top off the whip, had to execute it (I had to execute it)
I know how to go get the money myself and I don't need nobody else to do it (I don't need nobody else to do it)
Run that shit up 'til you fill up the bag and then you add a little extra to it (And then you add a little extra to it)
And we love the hood, but we had to escape it (We had to escape it)
Summer time, bullets fly like The Matrix (Fly like The Matrix)
Streets cold, got me changin' locations (Changin' locations)
I was broke, I was feelin' so basic (Feelin' so basic)
They could never get one up on me, all these hundreds on me, got me feelin' myself (Feelin' myself)
'Member she fronted on me, now she comin' for me 'cause she still needin' help (Still needin' help)
[Verse 1]
I'm still gettin' my bands up, I'm increasin' the wealth (I'm increasin' the wealth, increasin' the wealth)
If I ain't got no damn help, do this shit by myself (Do this shit by myself, by myself)
I took some major losses, you don't know how it felt (You don't know how it felt, no)
Then when I put the water on, had me feelin' like Phelps (Hey)
The bag got me feelin' myself, they don't hustle, so they stealin' the shelf (Stealin' the self)
I'm flexin' like WrestleMania, the young nigga still got the belt (He still got the belt)
Cut off the roof on the whip, put it back like it's healin' itself (Healin' itself)
If my shooter let off that hot shit, then the whole ceiling'll melt (Ceiling'll melt, glaow)
'Member all of the money ran out, since young was the man of the house (Was the man of the house)
Mommy was stressin' but look at the blessings, I made a plan, then I made it count (I made a plan, then I made it count, made it count)
More money, more problems, there's always a new one (Its always a new one)
I don't want the fake love, it's confusin' (The fake love, it's confusin')
Came from the block, then we started a movement (Started a movement)
Bro get the packs and he keepin' it movin' (Keepin' it movin')
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