Got boulder shoulders way I hold it all
Got close visions, Even closer calls
I'm not the one to boast at all, yeah
I be the one that drives on lonely roads
The way I make the whole track shake
She thought it caught the holy ghost
I'm known to drive with back breaks
A step could turn to holy donuts
Come on you know he on it
I'm thankful for the friends that ghosted
Cause life's an unfriendly ocean
Still we coasting
You gotta stay in motion when you in to self-coaching
Help my heart or help no one
I'm Steve Nash with the floater, made assists after crossovers
Shit, you'd be a fool to leave my shooter open
Aim the 40 at his roof
My rhymes will boom A skull broken
I found hope around the hopeless
Bitch I got the golden tokens
And every time I rap, it's like a god has spoken
Got me taking Scarface baths
From Chi Chi grabbing Yola
Now I'm older
All I gotta do is grab the cash
Or grab the stroller
Grab the stash and watch my son grow up
Bitch, I'm grown up
I'm dipped in sky blue like a Tar Heel
I bought the banshee with like four wheels
I bought the mansion after recouping like four deals
Then bought a ranch with four more deals
I swear paving roads gave my Tar Heels
I see these niggas acting, but my part's real
I'm hired talent, but I brought skills
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Got boulder shoulders way I hold it all
Got close visions, Even closer calls
I'm not the one to boast at all, yeah
I be the one that drives on lonely roads
The way I make the whole track shake
She thought it caught the holy ghost
I'm known to drive with back breaks
A step could turn to holy donuts
Come on you know he on it
I'm thankful for the friends that ghosted
Cause life's an unfriendly ocean
Still we coasting
You gotta stay in motion when you in to self-coaching
Help my heart or help no one
I'm Steve Nash with the floater, made assists after crossovers
Shit, you'd be a fool to leave my shooter open
Aim the 40 at his roof
My rhymes will boom A skull broken
I found hope around the hopeless
Bitch I got the golden tokens
And every time I rap, it's like a god has spoken
Got me taking Scarface baths
From Chi Chi grabbing Yola
Now I'm older
All I gotta do is grab the cash
Or grab the stroller
Grab the stash and watch my son grow up
Bitch, I'm grown up
I'm dipped in sky blue like a Tar Heel
I bought the banshee with like four wheels
I bought the mansion after recouping like four deals
Then bought a ranch with four more deals
I swear paving roads gave my Tar Heels
I see these niggas acting, but my part's real
I'm hired talent, but I brought skills
Got close visions, Even closer calls
I'm not the one to boast at all, yeah
I be the one that drives on lonely roads
The way I make the whole track shake
She thought it caught the holy ghost
I'm known to drive with back breaks
A step could turn to holy donuts
Come on you know he on it
I'm thankful for the friends that ghosted
Cause life's an unfriendly ocean
Still we coasting
You gotta stay in motion when you in to self-coaching
Help my heart or help no one
I'm Steve Nash with the floater, made assists after crossovers
Shit, you'd be a fool to leave my shooter open
Aim the 40 at his roof
My rhymes will boom A skull broken
I found hope around the hopeless
Bitch I got the golden tokens
And every time I rap, it's like a god has spoken
Got me taking Scarface baths
From Chi Chi grabbing Yola
Now I'm older
All I gotta do is grab the cash
Or grab the stroller
Grab the stash and watch my son grow up
Bitch, I'm grown up
I'm dipped in sky blue like a Tar Heel
I bought the banshee with like four wheels
I bought the mansion after recouping like four deals
Then bought a ranch with four more deals
I swear paving roads gave my Tar Heels
I see these niggas acting, but my part's real
I'm hired talent, but I brought skills
Writer: Xavier Leftridge
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