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by the sound of my tone
Yeah
Look like I'm covered in gold
Wait
That's just my natural glow
Really I'm richer in spirit and actual flow
You hear it, I

like John Cena lil nigga cause none of you bitches can see me
Copy and paste tryna be me
None of you niggas can be me

None of you niggas can walk a mile

came crashing down
I was the last one found
It was me and these drugs
Didnt need none else
You aint know better ask around
Exotic come in by the pound

got some racks that I'm tryna spend so I'm hitting the bank
You don't think that we winning but I'm showing niggas by makin it rain
Big boy blunts in

know we ain't leaving no witness
Just let me know if you wit it
All we be doing is adding them digits
You in the way you ain't tryna get richer
Me and my

doing?
Whole lot of squares in your circle
They can't know the truth
If they fucking with you
Then they losing
We ain't recruiting new niggas
I carry this

twitter none of that
Niggas think they're richer let them know I'm on their ass
Lamborghini blue bang that stick leave a nigga red
A Mercedes press I like

Bitch
Yea

Cause we goin win and they goin wait
Yea
Yea

I get richer by the day
Yea I know a nigga blessed
Know my gma prayin for me
Be damned I let

even think you know me
I'm tryna be someone you need
I'll get her by the summer, you'll see
Another toke I might just never breathe again
And bitch you

pussy pop 
I carry my cross 
I head to the top 
I swear I won’t stop 
I’m dripping you drown 
The king with the crown 
They copy the wave 
They copy my

doin well, I'm like who are you
I can see right through you, your persona's so transparent
I can be anywhere I carry lost of spirits
I can read your mind

the youngest to ever do it, fuck what that young nigga say
Cause I'm the one focused on music, you just do it day by day
I dropped the Rollie last year, it's

been trying to live by the scripture
They bother me, tell me not to preach
Ain't in none of my pictures
The likes of which you have never seen
They still

a thot
You make more money nigga just stop
Fuck school but I got a second degree
Living lavish every day of the week
If she rock with me she carry the beam

Oh beautiful soul
You've been walking through life
Going it on our own
Like a rose grown in the thorns
Surrounded by daggers
To keep you alone
Don't

This prison that you have been kept in
Is by your thoughts
Fences  built of words
Personal blisters
Keeping you away from your brothers and sisters
Just

to see
And that not the way it's meant to be
We must be strong
We got to get along
Now look inside yourself
You'll find the strength to carry on
We must be

Dylan needs a rum
Why don't you go and get him one?
And then I'll pour it and I'll pour it
'Til the bottles giving none
I've been spitting bedroom bars

each other
These are my brothers
Where you see niggas at
None of 'em live in this habitat
Got sistas who had an epiphany
So then essentially, bitches

each other
These are my brothers
Where you see n's at
None of 'em live in this habitat
Got sistas who had an epiphany
So then essentially, b's ain't

(D.ETIENNE)
I'd prolly be in the pen 

If I tried to do what i saw

Most of these rappers be lyin bout shootin the glocc 

But none of them do it all

of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops

I fill in the lines with prayer and scripture
I used to pray about being richer
Now I just want to carry out my mission
Now I just want him to guide

don't really care
Cuz you're an opp for sure
Not my friend
You put a price on love
I hope it makes you richer
But I love my bros
Real shit
Been real and I