[Intro]
Aye Jay punch me in
[Verse]
Staple pants on boy I feel like I can fly for real
Before I cross my dogs I'll f*ck around and die for real
In 2016 I told my dawg about this cream I had a dollar and a dream and now I'm balling with the team
Like Death and Taxes, double M we guaranteed
Money motivated for this paper we succeed
A thing I never seen is a woman that I need I'm so quick to break the bread The bible taught me about greed
They say you back up in that bag again with nothing to lose I told myself I was gon do it I got something to prove
I might be really up forever If I watch how I move I studied the game The Greats and now they dropping me clues
I seen niggas steady talk ain't walked a mile in my shoes (ain't walked a mile)
Come Walk a mile in these Balenci's (come walk a mile)
Either with me or against me man that shit it ain't no biggie
I look like I'm going to work how I'm suited in these dickies
Who decides war got me feeling like a general
Beefing about money man this shit about the principle
Touchdown at Florida state had me feeling like a Seminole
I'm a hustler not no gangsta man I grew up around criminals (Hey!)
True story non-fiction don't take kindly to threats so I suggest you stop dissing
All this money on the table I was the one to go get it all my soulja's super slim that means they got no limit
[Refrain]
Staple pants on boy I feel like I can fly cross my heart and hope to die
If them niggas keep dropping play this back I tell you why (Hey, I tell you why)
Staple pants on boy I feel like I can fly cross my heart and hope to die
If them niggas keep dropping play this back I tell you why (Hey, I tell you why)
[Outro]
Al-Right!