Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
I don't want no problems I just wanna vibe
Made your wife mine for the night ya
She unwind roll sticky with her feet cold
Got me going into straight beast mode so sweet
Imma show her what it means tho
To be a real boss playing with them cheat codes
Indy Heat Records we don't sleep ho
Best chance you pussy rappers got is copying the steelo
She Pop it on my jeans tho
She drop it on my face
I'm Locking in my key code
Baby how does that taste ?
Thoughts run like a race
Till we intertwine
Then it's nothing but that "ugh ugh" on my mind
She like it dirty in the dark
She don't want no light
Simply ignorant
Bliss is a friend of mine
I don't minimize
Bitch I energize
Then I enter in her theighs
Hidden ties with the enterprise
Indecisive and incentivized
Epitomized my enigma right ?
It's all fire
Give that blunt a light
Under covers wit a goddess she a Gemini
Making money
F*cking bitches
You a friend of mine
It's a cold cruel world when you isn't right
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
Fast cars fat asses and fat stacks
Flesh to flesh
We share the same sadness
Filling up this void with disasters and patterns
In sin; an addict
Instantly an asset
When any needs met
They will multiply
I'm going cross eyed
Seeing strobes when I close my mind
Focus is looking broken now
Sulking in my cynicism trying float on by
Eyyy
Must be the money
F*ck right I'm stoked
I got more alike with billionaires
Then I'm feeling in here
Are you hearing me clear ?
Got grown
Got going
Got to getting it on
Got more on my mind then I throw on a song
Got broads getting wet and they soaking they thongs
Got me hard as rock when you rocking my soul
Lil mama ugh
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
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Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
I don't want no problems I just wanna vibe
Made your wife mine for the night ya
She unwind roll sticky with her feet cold
Got me going into straight beast mode so sweet
Imma show her what it means tho
To be a real boss playing with them cheat codes
Indy Heat Records we don't sleep ho
Best chance you pussy rappers got is copying the steelo
She Pop it on my jeans tho
She drop it on my face
I'm Locking in my key code
Baby how does that taste ?
Thoughts run like a race
Till we intertwine
Then it's nothing but that "ugh ugh" on my mind
She like it dirty in the dark
She don't want no light
Simply ignorant
Bliss is a friend of mine
I don't minimize
Bitch I energize
Then I enter in her theighs
Hidden ties with the enterprise
Indecisive and incentivized
Epitomized my enigma right ?
It's all fire
Give that blunt a light
Under covers wit a goddess she a Gemini
Making money
F*cking bitches
You a friend of mine
It's a cold cruel world when you isn't right
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
Fast cars fat asses and fat stacks
Flesh to flesh
We share the same sadness
Filling up this void with disasters and patterns
In sin; an addict
Instantly an asset
When any needs met
They will multiply
I'm going cross eyed
Seeing strobes when I close my mind
Focus is looking broken now
Sulking in my cynicism trying float on by
Eyyy
Must be the money
F*ck right I'm stoked
I got more alike with billionaires
Then I'm feeling in here
Are you hearing me clear ?
Got grown
Got going
Got to getting it on
Got more on my mind then I throw on a song
Got broads getting wet and they soaking they thongs
Got me hard as rock when you rocking my soul
Lil mama ugh
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
I don't want no problems I just wanna vibe
Made your wife mine for the night ya
She unwind roll sticky with her feet cold
Got me going into straight beast mode so sweet
Imma show her what it means tho
To be a real boss playing with them cheat codes
Indy Heat Records we don't sleep ho
Best chance you pussy rappers got is copying the steelo
She Pop it on my jeans tho
She drop it on my face
I'm Locking in my key code
Baby how does that taste ?
Thoughts run like a race
Till we intertwine
Then it's nothing but that "ugh ugh" on my mind
She like it dirty in the dark
She don't want no light
Simply ignorant
Bliss is a friend of mine
I don't minimize
Bitch I energize
Then I enter in her theighs
Hidden ties with the enterprise
Indecisive and incentivized
Epitomized my enigma right ?
It's all fire
Give that blunt a light
Under covers wit a goddess she a Gemini
Making money
F*cking bitches
You a friend of mine
It's a cold cruel world when you isn't right
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
In a mix
I don't give up
I lean in
And give her kiss
Sorta like this
Ya It's sorta like this
Sorta like this
Fast cars fat asses and fat stacks
Flesh to flesh
We share the same sadness
Filling up this void with disasters and patterns
In sin; an addict
Instantly an asset
When any needs met
They will multiply
I'm going cross eyed
Seeing strobes when I close my mind
Focus is looking broken now
Sulking in my cynicism trying float on by
Eyyy
Must be the money
F*ck right I'm stoked
I got more alike with billionaires
Then I'm feeling in here
Are you hearing me clear ?
Got grown
Got going
Got to getting it on
Got more on my mind then I throw on a song
Got broads getting wet and they soaking they thongs
Got me hard as rock when you rocking my soul
Lil mama ugh
Rise up
Pursue my
Own dream
I could give a f*ck about a reason
Writer: Jonathan Paulson
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