Got a motive Moving focused Wid my mind On the gwop On my grind All the time Can’t stop Till I’m Heading straight to the top N I’m stacking up This dough Quick Rapid This money be the motive The grind be my habit Fully on it Till I shine Looking fly Wid my fashion Looking patterned Till I’m patterned From my Head to Toe N I’m Covered In all this gold Like a pharaoh Coming hella cold Chilly When I’m stepping N I’m Dripping In all this ice Gotta be Flexing Wid all these diamonds Shining So bright Dat it’s blinding Hella icy shit Sitting fixed on my wrist Looking froze Wid all those Stones Looking sick Reflecting Off my watch N All these Boujjee Rocks Dangling Down Off my neck Glistening I ain’t stopping Fully grinding Till i got the crown N I’m fucking winning Chilling Sipping coke n rum Off the rocks Sitting in the sun Feeling cotched N Living different Constantly on vacation Wid some Boujjee women Listen Im bouta flex On my ex bitch N all the haters That didn’t wanna See me do this Didn’t wanna see me Make it n win Like why u all Always gotta be So fucking negative Still I kept it moving Cah it’s only right That I get it in When u know Dat ur blessed Wid a talent Like this U know In ur soul It’s a waste If u don’t chase This wish Trust So I think it’s blatant I can’t waste this gift That’s been Given to me For really In my zone Hypnotised When I stick on a beat I got too many Rhymes On my mind In my zone wid da flows When I’m spitting on the mix Imma do a madness Mazzaleen Like Meekz N Meek Milli I gotta get a milli quick Bouta go crazy on it Brazy on this shit Getting silly wid it When I spit these flames On the mic Imma Spin it quick Kill it On the mix Light it up N get it lit Like I’m clicking on a stick Wid Trigger finger Aiming down the sight Got precision in the vision Can’t miss Like a top hitter When I’m spitting On the track Leave it Shelly Like I’m spinning Off a wap No cap I’m aiming for the top Gotta get these stacks bigger N this Bank Balance Filling Quicker n Quicker Like there’s no limits I got money on my mind Gotta push it to the limit Till I’m living free Wiv all this p On me Splashing silly Like there’s no limits I got This vision In my sight On a motive Got a scheme Constant hustling Till I’m living Rich Wid no worries Cah I’m done wiv Having nothing I ain’t got no more time For struggling Nah Fully on it Not stopping Till I make it Gotta make it sumin Sumin sick Till I’m living this life Like I’m the Fucking Prime minister Boss of this shit Wid all My shit Getting ticked off my list N I’m Ticking off my wish list Yh that’s right I need A fat mansion Mad crib In the sticks Looking lit Wid a Marble staircase N A fuck off Chandelier Hanging over it A Jacuzzi Personal bar Mad pool Movie room N all of that dat sick shit Dazing into the beautiful Sea side views While I’m smoking on a Fat doobie Wid life feeling blessed Feeling bliss Living dif Gotta cop Some fresh whips Like Liberty Walk Wid some mad body kits Paint jobs N N some big fat rims on it Looking sick Gotta get myself A 10/10 Bad n Boujee Model bitch With a beautiful face Stunning eyes N seductive body to fit Looking hella piff Thin n thick Wid a big fat Round n Peachy Sweet looking back Looking mad Wid a Tight waist Nice thighs N some curvy hips I wanna see her Make it clap Looking hella sexy When she bounce On this d*** (Yh) I’m on my grind Till this life’s flowing smooth Like the ocean Coasting Aiming for the sky N Staying optimistic In my prime Like I’m Optimus Call dat Oculus When I hop on da mic So sick Ull think It’s sinister But I can never sell my soul Cah I know I’m realer than that I ain’t no fake twat Committed strictly To my business Ain’t got no time for the bullshit All that jealousy Bad energy Crap Can’t be round none of that No cap I got the patience of a saint But try test my patience Get in my way Or talk on my name Or get in my way N I guarantee Ur gonna see The wrath Fucking aftermath Chat bad to man N U Better watch ur back Cah Imma make karma Come round Right back Watch it bite ya N make u regret that N Dats dat But let’s get get back To rap Back to this Imma chase dat bread Till I’m baking it Wid Hella bread Like a baker No apron shit Rolling up these papers Bouta backstrap Dat Cali pack N get blazing it Till I’m high Too fly N in touch wid my spirit N my mind When I spit these rhymes Got me feeling like The illest Like I was made for it Made for this It’s my destiny What I’m meant for Feeling like 50 Cent Cah Many men Wish death upon me But I plan to stay living Fuck the dickheads Ain’t nobody stopping me From fulling my destiny No stress I can feel it in my gut Some day Soon I’ll be up next N il be reaching these dreams N fulfilling all my fantasies Believe
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Got a motive
Moving focused
Wid my mind
On the gwop
On my grind
All the time
Can’t stop
Till I’m
Heading straight to the top
N I’m stacking up
This dough
Quick
Rapid
This money be the motive
The grind be my habit
Fully on it
Till I shine
Looking fly
Wid my fashion
Looking patterned
Till I’m patterned
From my Head to Toe
N I’m Covered
In all this gold
Like a pharaoh
Coming hella cold
Chilly
When I’m stepping
N I’m Dripping
In all this ice
Gotta be
Flexing
Wid all these diamonds
Shining
So bright
Dat it’s blinding
Hella icy shit
Sitting fixed on my wrist
Looking froze
Wid all those
Stones
Looking sick
Reflecting
Off my watch
N
All these
Boujjee Rocks
Dangling
Down
Off my neck
Glistening
I ain’t stopping
Fully grinding
Till i got the crown
N I’m fucking winning
Chilling
Sipping coke n rum
Off the rocks
Sitting in the sun
Feeling cotched
N
Living different
Constantly on vacation
Wid some Boujjee women
Listen
Im bouta flex
On my ex bitch
N all the haters
That didn’t wanna
See me do this
Didn’t wanna see me
Make it n win
Like why u all
Always gotta be
So fucking negative
Still I kept it moving
Cah it’s only right
That I get it in
When u know
Dat ur blessed
Wid a talent
Like this
U know
In ur soul
It’s a waste
If u don’t chase
This wish
Trust
So I think it’s blatant
I can’t waste this gift
That’s been
Given to me
For really
In my zone
Hypnotised
When I stick on a beat
I got too many
Rhymes
On my mind
In my zone wid da flows
When I’m spitting on the mix
Imma do a madness
Mazzaleen
Like Meekz
N Meek Milli
I gotta get a milli quick
Bouta go crazy on it
Brazy on this shit
Getting silly wid it
When I spit these flames
On the mic
Imma Spin it quick
Kill it
On the mix
Light it up
N get it lit
Like I’m clicking on a stick
Wid
Trigger finger
Aiming down the sight
Got precision in the vision
Can’t miss
Like a top hitter
When I’m spitting
On the track
Leave it Shelly
Like I’m spinning
Off a wap
No cap
I’m aiming for the top
Gotta get these stacks bigger
N this
Bank Balance Filling
Quicker n Quicker
Like there’s no limits
I got money on my mind
Gotta push it to the limit
Till I’m living free
Wiv all this p
On me
Splashing silly
Like there’s no limits
I got
This vision
In my sight
On a motive
Got a scheme
Constant hustling
Till I’m living Rich
Wid no worries
Cah I’m done wiv
Having nothing
I ain’t got no more time
For struggling
Nah
Fully on it
Not stopping
Till I make it
Gotta make it sumin
Sumin sick
Till I’m living this life
Like
I’m the
Fucking
Prime minister
Boss of this shit
Wid all
My shit
Getting ticked off my list
N I’m
Ticking off my wish list
Yh that’s right
I need
A fat mansion
Mad crib
In the sticks
Looking lit
Wid a Marble staircase
N
A fuck off Chandelier
Hanging over it
A Jacuzzi
Personal bar
Mad pool
Movie room
N all of that dat sick shit
Dazing into the beautiful
Sea side views
While I’m smoking on a
Fat doobie
Wid life feeling blessed
Feeling bliss
Living dif
Gotta cop
Some fresh whips
Like Liberty Walk
Wid some mad body kits
Paint jobs
N
N some big fat rims on it
Looking sick
Gotta get myself
A 10/10
Bad n Boujee
Model bitch
With a beautiful face
Stunning eyes
N seductive body to fit
Looking hella piff
Thin n thick
Wid a big fat
Round n Peachy
Sweet looking back
Looking mad
Wid a
Tight waist
Nice thighs
N some curvy hips
I wanna see her
Make it clap
Looking hella sexy
When she bounce
On this d***
(Yh)
I’m on my grind
Till this life’s flowing smooth
Like the ocean
Coasting
Aiming for the sky
N
Staying optimistic
In my prime
Like I’m Optimus
Call dat Oculus
When I hop on da mic
So sick
Ull think
It’s sinister
But
I can never sell my soul
Cah
I know
I’m realer than that
I ain’t no fake twat
Committed strictly
To my business
Ain’t got no time for the bullshit
All that jealousy
Bad energy
Crap
Can’t be round none of that
No cap
I got the patience of a saint
But try test my patience
Get in my way
Or talk on my name
Or get in my way
N I guarantee
Ur gonna see
The wrath
Fucking aftermath
Chat bad to man
N
U Better watch ur back
Cah
Imma make karma
Come round
Right back
Watch it bite ya
N make u regret that
N Dats dat
But let’s get get back
To rap
Back to this
Imma chase dat bread
Till I’m baking it
Wid Hella bread
Like a baker
No apron shit
Rolling up these papers
Bouta backstrap
Dat Cali pack
N get blazing it
Till I’m high
Too fly
N in touch wid my spirit
N my mind
When I spit these rhymes
Got me feeling like
The illest
Like I was made for it
Made for this
It’s my destiny
What I’m meant for
Feeling like 50 Cent
Cah
Many men
Wish death upon me
But I plan to stay living
Fuck the dickheads
Ain’t nobody stopping me
From fulling my destiny
No stress
I can feel it in my gut
Some day
Soon
I’ll be up next
N il be reaching these dreams
N fulfilling all my fantasies
Believe
Slaps
Dope
Cold
Love bro
Drums are going nice on here
Love bro
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My gg
Hardd 🔥🔥😤
Love bro
Damn this is on point, my sb plus
Love
Preston
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