Credits
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jordan jayellz harrell
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jordan jayellz harrell
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Lyrics
Now I'm back with a vengeance, I'm just makin' my entrance
Y'all be stealin, y'all be biting, y'all hoes owe me some interest
I invest, so she impress, so I'm just playin' positions
Who got next, like we got next, you gotta spend it to get it
That's the rule, number one, number two, save your funds
Number three, put it back, number four, watch it stack
Number five, now you're live, number six, now you're chick
Look like no other chick, this is how you get rich
And I'm a product of my environment, all of my partners is poppin' like vitamins
X-ray the body, it's dog all inside of it, slippin
I'm fallin, I'm askin' for guidance again
Prayin' for vision, cause these niggas trippin
I know you my foe, but you act like my friend, this kush in the wind
Yeah, I know that I sin, but I'm hopin' it balance like Libra
Equity, fuck bein' equal, that's how you power the people
Drop down and flap it like eagle
Angel time, I don't do evil, my love a star in your face like I came from above
It's parliament, baby, they fakin' the funk and we shakin' shit up
Yeah, like 99 cent from the Wendy's, ayy, they know my name in the city
My gas tank used to be empty, now I get 50s and Benjis
My nigga and that shit is comin' in plenty
But you know this shit can get tricky, or shifty
Like gears, yeah, light years, yeah
Ahead of these niggas, nomadic, that means I ain't settlin, nigga
I'm pushin' the weight and I'm peddlin, nigga
A jungle outside, I'm an elephant, nigga
But talkin' bout drip, I'm a pelican, nigga
I'm flyer than Ever, yeah
I'm in the office workin' on R.O.I.s and leveraging
Just makin' shit better for me and mine
Keep goin, lil' homie, you'll see your time
I took me a break just to write this verse
It's just a game, I can't even lie
I'ma give y'all like five or ten
Then I'ma fall back and live my life
The fuck is you saiyin' like kaioken
I stack it high, as a private flight
That's the rule, number one
Number two, save your funds
Number three, put it back
Number four, watch it stack
Number five, now you're live
Number six, now you're chick
Looks like no other chick
This is how you get rich
I feel closer to God
Drop the top in the convertible
Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you
Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you
Michelin star, nigga, we still servin you
I feel closer to God
Drop the top in the convertible
Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you
Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you
Michelin star, nigga, we still servin you
Writer(s): Jordan Harrell
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