F*ck all these rappers they never gon' be on my level
Came in the game and I'm killin this shit and nobody can f*ck with my tempo
I been on the grind ain't wasting no time
Just spittin' these rhymes though
They hate 'cause they don't want to see me shine no
But I get more money than I thought I would
Finally bought that mansion in Cali out in Hollywood
I'm doin' f*ckin' good
And there's a lot of niggas hating on that
'Cause they ain't ever been paid like that
I don't give a f*ck though
I'm in the hills smokin' fronto
I'm bout to bust hoe
I'm out here flexin' these bars and bitch it's all muscle
Memory
Energy
Frequency
DMT
Third degree
Thirty three
F*ck with me, yuh
I just want to get the bag
They say that I never work fast enough
Money I never did have
It seems like I never did have enough
Now I sit back and I laugh
I'm gettin' this bread and I stack it up
Nigga you can do the math
I get a mill every show in Canada
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
Industry full of that f*ck shit
I don't need labels I run shit
Ain't too many that I f*ck wit'
All facts, no assumptions
I do this shit 'cause I love it
Independent money comin'
Ain't no denying we up next
Yeah suspect be the music
You don't want to go to war with us
Ain't too many rappers willing to go on our with us
'Cause they can't f*ck with us
And there's a lot of cities waiting on us
State to state we keep it lit on the bus
Smoke away the pain, yeah
Then I hit the stage, yuh
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
You can cross me out of your life
You can cross me out of your life
I said you can cross me out of your life
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
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F*ck all these rappers they never gon' be on my level
Came in the game and I'm killin this shit and nobody can f*ck with my tempo
I been on the grind ain't wasting no time
Just spittin' these rhymes though
They hate 'cause they don't want to see me shine no
But I get more money than I thought I would
Finally bought that mansion in Cali out in Hollywood
I'm doin' f*ckin' good
And there's a lot of niggas hating on that
'Cause they ain't ever been paid like that
I don't give a f*ck though
I'm in the hills smokin' fronto
I'm bout to bust hoe
I'm out here flexin' these bars and bitch it's all muscle
Memory
Energy
Frequency
DMT
Third degree
Thirty three
F*ck with me, yuh
I just want to get the bag
They say that I never work fast enough
Money I never did have
It seems like I never did have enough
Now I sit back and I laugh
I'm gettin' this bread and I stack it up
Nigga you can do the math
I get a mill every show in Canada
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
Industry full of that f*ck shit
I don't need labels I run shit
Ain't too many that I f*ck wit'
All facts, no assumptions
I do this shit 'cause I love it
Independent money comin'
Ain't no denying we up next
Yeah suspect be the music
You don't want to go to war with us
Ain't too many rappers willing to go on our with us
'Cause they can't f*ck with us
And there's a lot of cities waiting on us
State to state we keep it lit on the bus
Smoke away the pain, yeah
Then I hit the stage, yuh
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
You can cross me out of your life
You can cross me out of your life
I said you can cross me out of your life
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
Came in the game and I'm killin this shit and nobody can f*ck with my tempo
I been on the grind ain't wasting no time
Just spittin' these rhymes though
They hate 'cause they don't want to see me shine no
But I get more money than I thought I would
Finally bought that mansion in Cali out in Hollywood
I'm doin' f*ckin' good
And there's a lot of niggas hating on that
'Cause they ain't ever been paid like that
I don't give a f*ck though
I'm in the hills smokin' fronto
I'm bout to bust hoe
I'm out here flexin' these bars and bitch it's all muscle
Memory
Energy
Frequency
DMT
Third degree
Thirty three
F*ck with me, yuh
I just want to get the bag
They say that I never work fast enough
Money I never did have
It seems like I never did have enough
Now I sit back and I laugh
I'm gettin' this bread and I stack it up
Nigga you can do the math
I get a mill every show in Canada
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
Industry full of that f*ck shit
I don't need labels I run shit
Ain't too many that I f*ck wit'
All facts, no assumptions
I do this shit 'cause I love it
Independent money comin'
Ain't no denying we up next
Yeah suspect be the music
You don't want to go to war with us
Ain't too many rappers willing to go on our with us
'Cause they can't f*ck with us
And there's a lot of cities waiting on us
State to state we keep it lit on the bus
Smoke away the pain, yeah
Then I hit the stage, yuh
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
You can cross me out of your life
You can cross me out of your life
I said you can cross me out of your life
Stackin' all these hundreds to the sky
Countin' up my money 'till I die
Should've saw how I was drippin' all this ice
I said you can cross me out of your life
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
F*ck that shit you said
All your texts on read
Bitch go get some bread
You can cross me out of your life
Writer: Jake Fernandez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid