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Yeah (this beat is so, so Metro)
I'm still an astronaut, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Cut it up!) yeah
1500 on some Maison Margielas (yeah)
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas (Freeband Gang)
You started making millions now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother (yeah, yeah)
So used to struggle when you come from the gutter (whoop)
I love to grind 'cause these stones are Rosetta
You keep it solid, then they think you the devil (yeah, yeah)
Spent five thousand on a Cashmere sweater
We go to Magic and we changing the weather (yeah)
Sleep with the choppa, I got all on my bezzles
A cool billion when you see us together (whoop, whoop)
I'm still spinning in designer forever (Freeband Gang)
I went to Mexico and fucked up some change (whoo whoop)
That shit ain't nothing to me, I fucked up the game (turn up, turn up)
They got my fingerprints it's no one to blame (ay, fuck 'em)
My family depend on me, I'm slanging cocaine (I swear)
I called the plug and I went straight to the pot (I swear)
I did a donut when I turned out the lot (skrrt!)
I'm in Margielas that ain't know that I rock (yeah, yeah)
I'm blowing money, and I'm never gon' stop (Future)
1500 on some Maison Margielas (yeah)
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas (Freeband Gang)
You started making millions now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother (yeah, yeah)
So used to struggle when you come from the gutter (whoop)
I love to grind 'cause these stones are Rosetta
You keep it solid, then they think you the devil (yeah, yeah)
Spent five thousand on a Cashmere sweater
I'm Kareem, Jay and Dash (yeah)
Put them altogether (whoop)
I'm Larry Bird, Kobe and MJ (yeah)
I'ma ball forever (ball)
And the way a nigga hustle, it's like I got a vendetta (yeah, yeah)
It's so many shooters in my circle (what)
They ready to get (squeeze)
You try to let it slide off
Now they thinkin' you soft (thinkin' you soft)
You used to let us ride off and go shoot up a house
I burnt the tires off this whip, I'm at the gate letting it snow
With all these diamonds on my wrist and I am swagging it out
It ain't enough amount of money make me change where I'm from
I take a half a fucking pound and put it right in my lungs
I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on, ain't no more Louis Vuitton
Sippin' that main train drank like it's Dom Perignon (Future)
1500 on some Maison Margielas (yeah)
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas (Freeband Gang)
You started making millions now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother (yeah, yeah)
So used to struggle when you come from the gutter (whoop)
I love to grind 'cause these stones are Rosetta
You keep it solid, then they think you the devil (yeah, yeah)
Spent five thousand on a Cashmere sweater