Ay
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
I've been stuck all in my zone I think it's time to control
I made this s**t to hit your soul, now come and take a stroll
Walk with me lets kick it back to the roots
I make money and I really don't love hoes
Feelin' like a young snoop laid back in '94, sippin' on that gin and juice, gettin' loose
And when I come through I make the OG's salute, ya dig, ay
We movin' up in the world like elevators, gettin' to the paper, m***f***k a hater
I'm just like a skater 'cause I'm always on the grind,
ollie on the beat and then I slide
Your b*tch quite of a dime and I'm about to call her mine
I grew up, a ******' screw up
Got introduced to the game, I took control and I maneuver
I'll eat up your producer, a lyrical abuser
Remember when they told me that I wouldn't have a future
Feelin' like I rule the world I got it sittin' on my palms about the size of a pearl
And if I die young I'll probably be on a mural
In the heart of Miami I'm saying f*ck the world
And I ain't really slept in days, I start hallucinating 'bout the money running away,
I've been on a chase
Move b*tch, get out the way
Ima do this s**t 'til the day that I deteriorate
and that's forever, forever ever, forever ever
And if you try to get on my level that's probably never
And I've been way too deep up in the zone, turn off my phone
I've been going off of the top of the dome, I'm hella blown
Smokin' on that strong, that Sylvester Stallone
Like a young Rambo, like a young Rocky
No you can't box me, somewhat c**ky
Like a young Ali, I'm the next 2-3, ay
And this my graduation flow I need my cap and gown
These m*f*ckrs hating on the kid, I blame my bank account
But you can hate it or love it the underdog on top
and I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stop
You know what I'm about, money comin' in and out
I was 14 already thinkin' 'bout the paper route
I ain't never had a doubt
I made 'em shut they f*ckin' mouth
I picked the pen and pad as soon as I heard Weezy on Da Drought
F*ck you b*tch, I'm actin' brand new
S**t it's lonely at the top but I'm sittin' comfortable
And I can jump on anybody's song make a part 2
Everything I touch be on point like a harpoon
Lookin' at these youngin's like some cartoons
Had to pay some homage to the OG's, drops deuce
I hope these m***f*ckers don't come for me
It's all love out here
Homage