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    They say baby how you do it?
    Never question greatness
    Never question greatness
    Tell 'em never question greatness
    I just do it
    I'm so high I feel weightless
    All my shooters are courageous

    Ain't a moment 'till I make it
    It ain't a monent 'till I make it
    Have my cake and eat it to, I want a bakery
    And see lately
    All I've been doin' is celebratin'
    Don't even know what I'm celebratin'
    I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin'
    I got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks
    And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it
    Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah

    [Verse 1]
    Know you see me in that Rolls Royce, glass house, that nigga, hands down
    No givin' up, no layin' down, all red, ant pile
    My oldest son just turned five, I said "Lil nigga, you a man now"
    Ride around with that strap out cause that Rolls Royce, glass house
    I just got a text that said "Baby I just cashed out"
    Whack weed get ashed out, put Persian rugs in the crack house
    All y'all that lashed out, I'll come see what that's 'bout
    But you don't need to call the fireman, to put a mothafuckin' match out
    I can't remember my last drought, all my niggas' smashmouth
    Got pure coke, brand new birds, we get 'em as soon as they hatch, slime
    And you know the driveway too big when you ain't gotta back out
    Paper chase like cat mouse, my nigga it


    [Verse 2]
    Know you see me cause my roof all in my trunk, know he dead when the horn honk
    Niggas say they kings, they lyin', boy you talkin' to the card shark
    I already made my mark, please don't think I just pop corks
    Got these voices in my head screamin', can't believe they're not hoarse
    Boy I've been a beast since cartunechi's
    It's real on the field, I need new cleats, outgrew these
    Catch you while you sleep, turn your sheets to maroon sheets
    Them choppers turn your homeboys into amputees
    And that's not a good look, momma was a chef, but daddy cooked the work
    Said "I know it stank but it's good"
    Look, we treat them triggers like repeat buttons
    Leave it all out there, leave nothin'
    Like the world a crystal ball, I keep rubbin' it


    [Verse 3]
    Can't nobody save yah
    New Orleans pride and savior
    Nigga this that Carter 5
    I feel like, feel like I'm on my final caper
    Uh, and I'm about to smoke one, pass out, OG kush, hashed out
    She only want alcohol and trees, fuck that, you gotta branch out
    I camp out by a rat house, wait 'till he turn the lamp out
    Still drownin' in the fuckin' money, y'all niggas look like y'all swam out
    In this bitch, gats out in this bitch
    She say she can come and help my fat wallet get fit
    I told her that's not in this script, I don't see that in the script
    I'm smokin', gettin' head, lookin' down tryna read lips
    It said it

    [Hook x2 (fades out) ]

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