Yeah
Fire, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, yeah
Uh
Nothing short of amazing
I've been blazing
Like Haitians and Jamaicans
Getting high trying to numb my frustrations
What's shaking? What's popping? (What's popping?)
What's the goal and what's stopping it?
Nothing in my path but success
Did the math and it added up
Blessed, couple stacks in my pocket
But this blockchain wallet not short of coin (not at all)
BUYMONEY, you should join
Take risks, make bliss
Take pain, make hits
Take brain, make ice that I could put on my wrist
I ain't trying, I'm doing
Whatever comes fluid, make liquid, get to it
This is more than rap music (what?), this the revolution
Ain't no resolutions until we find solutions
I'm an executive, let me execute
You could follow in the footsteps behind my moves
I spend a little less on my diamond jewels
I spend more on cryptos if we being true
I'm the type to really take it there for real
Not many of us made it out of here (made it out of here)
The real deal, I'm the brown Emmett Till
Fuck broke, bitch, we try and make a meal (we try and make a meal)
I'm the type to take it there for real
Not many of us made it out of here (they ain't make it out of here)
A thoroughbred, my grind mean my heart pure
They slept on us, now they see the vision clear (now they see the vision clear)
Number one rider, front liner, been bodied
Ready to rent out some wreckers that better this rap shit
Gotta break out
Fresh up off the block and I hit stocks for some investment tips
If they play with brother he know these Mexicans got extra clips (grr)
This is the perfect equation of brown power and black excellence
Slow lighting, banging, dating, swinging on some Texas shit
Can't compete with clowns, only kings and queens get next to this (uh)
If I fucked, then I blessed the bitch
Elegant with my etiquette
Dirty not to be tethered with
Featherweight, this some heavy shit
Pack the trunk on some Chevy shit
Grab the pump and get devilish (pop)
It's dirty to dawn the boss, the boss is lord of our lords
DYNA gang forever though, my vatos down to die for it
Really tryna ride for us
Getting rich while I'm touring
DYNA gang and BUYMONEY
Got your artists, we might sign yours
Motherfuck your Concords
Bitch we rocking Tom Fords
Ten billion times four
You're only giant, 5'4"
I'm the type to really take it there for real
Not many of us made it out of here (made it out of here)
The real deal, I'm the brown Emmett Till
Fuck broke, bitch, we try and make a mill' (bitch, we try and make a mill')
I'm the type to take it there for real
Not many of us made it out of here (they ain't make it out of here)
A thoroughbred, my grind mean my heart pure
They slept on us, now they see the vision clear (now they see the vision clear)
I'm the type to really take it there for real
Not many of us made it out of here
The real deal, I'm the brown Emmett Till
Fuck broke, bitch, we try and make a mill