Gold is on my wrist
And now I'm flashing it
Cashing all these checks
Now I'm stacking n stashing it
Rolling all these Ls
And i ain't passing it
Smoked it to the face
It ain't an accident
I smoked it to the face it ain't an accident
I do this for a living
I ain't do it on some actor shit
I guess i feel okay
But i know ima be alright
And like my nigga cudi
I'm fighting through the day n night
I break night
To flip a pack
And
Plus work a day job
I try my best to make it out
By paving out my way y'all
I gotta keep it moving
Hope y'all understand tho
I used to be so vocal till i learned that I'm the Man yo
I've learned to shut my mouth
And floss with my appearance
Cause somethings you do not have to say
To get them to hear all it
You just pull scene
And always keep guessing
So many things I'm receiving
Lord I'm counting all my blessing
Gold is on my wrist
An now in flossing it
Losing ain't an option yeah
I do the total opposite
I'm always making flips
So they calling my an acrobat
I wasn't happy with just one
I had to come and double that
My neck is on froze
Don't even gotta mention that
When them hoes is going crazy
They don't get a mention back
I gotta clear goal
Nobody's ever scratching that
I know I'm heading to the top
I never see me going back
Gold is on my wrist
And now I'm flashing it
Cashing all these checks
Now I'm stacking n stashing it
Rolling all these Ls
And i ain't passing it
Smoked it to the face
It ain't an accident