Uh, I am a distraction,
comin from my spot and I dont signal as I back in.
If cash is beautiful then money is attraction
then I should be a motherf--kin' centerfold of maxim.
Open to my page and admire my desire,
frequent flyer I aspire to retire,
my boy stands alone if I'm with the chior,
got a Cannon on my hip but nigga this is not Mariah.
Na, this the record killer for hire.
I eat and sleep with the weapon, the beat is all i require,
Look i created despite the nigga that hated, every single bar gettin first forty-eighted
in the state of euphoria feelin so sedated.
The me and bitch the same were feel so related,
(?) in stated or denniscaded(?)
I put a thousand on it, I could prolly f--k the waitress.
So wait just take this,
One lie at a time, make sure it makes sense
White cup, orange pop tenneshee state shit
drop a four winning and then appreciate The Greatness, nigga haha


Yeah,
I wrote this verse sittin in my new car,
sometimes where you headed is too far,
It's more about where you are.
and I am, everywhere where you wish you could be
Somebody somewhere just really understood me

Yeah, I dream big, no false hope
My other niggas move keys, no off notes
But understand rich is a how were all ending up,
I'm at the label in the elevator,
send them up!

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