Letras
Open up them gates and tell my heaven that I'm really here
I'm passin' up on niggas that's been doin' this too many years
On bro nem, I sat side inside that whip, shed too many
I'm really one of them. If you ain't know, I'm bound to make it clear
Okay, let's get busy
Too much talkin' on them apps
This shit is too Mickey
My first deal was a K next to 250
I passed on that amount because these days a nigga too picky
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
It's on the floor
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
And I'm showin' out
On Lucy, don't pop it, cause you know I'll pop it better
If you couldn't tell by now
The only thing applied is pressure
Walked into Magic City, threw some shit that changed the weather
Hit the Waffle House, then flew to Cali
Back for more endeavors
I'm too turnt up in this bitch
No one do the West like this
I made an album for the album, and the next one double disc
I take every shot the industry had told me I could miss
And if you ever hated, don't you ever celebrate my swish, yellin'
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
It's on the floor
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
And I'm showin' out
If you anything like Jackson, then a bitch is what you had to be
Facilitate your passion, but ain't no one in here passin' me
I walk inside rooms and bag the baddest bitches casually
Then go and keep it humble, hittin' every nigga's fantasy
I put that on my dead friends, you're watchin' me in rare form
Everything I drop hot, them niggas you like lukewarm
Don't tell me that the West dead while lookin' at the reborn
I'm here to take one crown and feel the pain of each thorn
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
It's on the floor
GO MARK! GO MARK!
Watch me go
GO MARK! GO MARK!
And I'm showin' out