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Yeah (Good) hey
Let's go (Yeah)

This what it mean to be blessed, yeah
I know the way to be blessed, ayy
Come with me, I get you
Blessed mode

have a dream
I have a dream
No discrimination by the colour 
I have a dream 
Africa bad man cody dey dey dey
Mode mode yeh yea yea no 
Africa bad man dey

it's so cool
The AC's fucking good in here woah
It's a 2018 model year yuh
I'm fucking on the beat like fire here
Don't look at me when I'm

Ya my niggas in jugg mode, jugg mode
We got one bless, no man can cuss
Grandfatha ask 'cause da money comes first
So my niggas in jugg mode, jugg

Dropping tracks in the lab, stay in Airplane mode  
Always focused on the money, not game of thrones
Motivated by the bags and the power it brings

What they not, that's me

Gleam mode
Gleam mode 
Gleam mode
Gleam mode
Yes I live by G code
New York so they Rob Dinero
I get chips no frito

Dirty on it

night away
And I don't lite a J I fire up the ass end
Of the blunt take a hit and get to passing
You wanna hit it no don't even get to asking
Cause it's

is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you

Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke

I live
From the start to the finish
Hadda get it how I live
When I say that I know I'm the one
Grew up solo just me and my mum
And no dad, so sad, no

I didn't get no sleep, let's get it

Uh, uh
Uh, double cup, I'm sippin' up
Middle finger up 'cause I don't give a fuck
I don't trust these

I've got so much bliss
I sing a new song
It's different than this
I sing an old one
But both of them hit
I got no more options for all of my gifts
So I

store
Hit that shit so good she yelled out fore
My fit drippy like albacore
Got a villa call it cottage core
Pull up to the culdesac
For this rapping shit

attack
Just a dream with no end in sight
Waking up to evening
Now it seems I live this rotten life
Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands

stressing
This lane clear
It's go mode can't you see
Nothing else really matter
Not studing that negative chatter
I been verified by the one who created me
No

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

keep on hatin'
I'm just here trying to have a good time
I'm on my shit yeah wooh
Lïrical Mode oh
Lïrical Mode wo yeah
Lïrical Mode Lïrical Mode
Wooh yeah

feel it (you feel me?)

Ran up a huncho by myself (huncho)
Whole 'nother profit, don't need no help (yeah)
Pack in the mail, send 'em both to your

Good life, good days, good nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life

Be loyal, faithful, grateful, graceful
Most

nigga scored a point
Then he got switched by the team
I'm gon' blow brains, don't need to assist
Ain't no talking we be back to back
They know what it

I seen it I believe it
No surprises bound tho
Want them tron neon lights 
With that Lambo'

You know my heart so thin 
You would think I'm vegan
All

invest it then watch it stack
By the way
God damn why'd y'all let me get is beast mode beast mode
By the way
I'm something like Steve Nash with them free

morning, bad woman by my side
Looked me in my eyes and she made a nigga smile
Got up out that bed and got right back on this grind
Man It's gonna be a good

Automatic go, Automatic mode
Automatic go, Automatic mode
Automatic go, Automatic mode
Automatic...

Take a good look at yourself
You left your job,

a Damn, Cuz I’m In Grind Mode, In Overtime Mode 
Who Got the Numbers On the Za,
Say it’s a drought, YA, Get em in Route, BET, 
Putting Tax On All Grams,
I