They gonna tell me I got in on my own (Hey!)
Smoke on the block with the propane
Cookie came from the coast
Eleven Gucci, ah, Gucci my toes
I wear the Gucci, it’s straight out the store
Whip in that foreign got road rage
I might flex on a hoe
Gotta keep flexing them days I was broke
Wifey keep texting keep that on the low
[Hook]
I can’t be stressing, I just keep the dough, man
In the Bentley look like cocaine
Why he talking he a no-name
Thirties, cook em’ up like low, man
I’m on some other shit
They say they balling they really be fumbling
Imma just fuck her and say that I’m done with it
I put your gang on the map and they loving it
Hey, I went through pain for the racks she can’t touch me, nah
She hop in the V, give me jaw
We rockin’ the lean get it all
I hurt her head and can’t hear them at all
I know they with it but I cannot fall
They like “Hood favourite that money get tall”
Pay for the pavement but don’t get involved
She let me glaze it I don’t even call
Imma hit it this shit off, Chris Paul
Off that Henny I don’t want, Crystal
Niggas’ playing like they tough, they soft
We got money had a marriage, I got a bad bitch, ass fat she embarrassed
Call her anything but average, paper be stacking
Add that to the carriage
[Chorus]
(Aye), Money called in I’ll be up in the morning
Money called in best believe that I’m balling
You ain’t getting money what the hell is you on? [Intro]
Aye, Aye
[Chorus]
Money called in I’ll be up in the morning
Money called in best believe that I’m balling
You ain’t getting money what the hell is you on? They gonna tell me I got in on my own (Hey!)
Smoke on the block with the propane
Cookie came from the coast
Eleven Gucci, ah, Gucci my toes
I wear the Gucci, it’s straight out the store
Whip in that foreign got road rage
I might flex on a hoe
Gotta keep flexing them days I was broke
Wifey keep texting keep that on the low

[Intro: Toro y Moi]
It’s always the same as always
It’s a game that we play
No ones safe
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
[verse 1: Toro y Moi]
Does sex even sell anymore
I feel like I’ve seen it all
Or maybe I’m just old
Or maybe old
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
[Verse 2: Toro y Moi]
Oh this world, thinks I’m [?]
Makes it hard for me [to feel] what I’m thinking
So its fine if you gotta live a way
Oh its fine if you gotta live away
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Nothing can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Oh nothing can really make it better oh no
[Outro]
Ooh, ah ah
Ooh, ooh ooh, ah
Ooh, ooh ooh, ah

Life
Live it
You only get one
[Verse 1]
Make a couple dollars think you cool, until your kids gettin’ followed after school
We ain’t never followed rules
I just want the crib that got the pool
Niggas jumped him, he went home and got his tool, shorty fed up
Everything on the line, you either die or give that bread up
This the Mafia so don’t be embarrassed, walk with your head up
Youngin’ with an opinion, the OGs told me to shut up
You tryna open shop, go get a gun before you set up
Shots’ll give your body a physical, fuck a check up
I know Yankees fans that’ll kill you just cause the Mets up
Never will I let up
The girls that couldn’t talk on the phone is givin’ the head up
How much of this can measure? You not goin’ to war”
If I go get her cigarettes, it might be opps at the store
I’m servin’ with no tennis net, I might get stopped by the law
Pooch said he paranoid, he had some rocks in his drawers
They on a mission, kill the witness and they all might get off
I keep some money on my phone just cause they bro might’ve called
Might die speaking out of turn, niggas don’t know when to talk
We do it big, fuck a pig, cook my food with no pork
Just tryna win, cause I ain’t really in the mood for no loss
Can’t be scared of the night, you already knew it got dark
Keep it trill and try to build, that’s what I do when I talk
A month for rent just for the heels, look at her shoes as she walk
I’m tryna listen, and honestly, I’m just not choosing to talk
That Maybach just got washed, take off your shoes in my car
Them niggas that never supported act like you been a star
Wine sippin, twistin’ cigars
I’m watchin’ Steven Segal, thinking I ain’t need a dollar from niggas, just need a call
Ask me how I’m doin’
Communication out the window, that’s how shit get ruined
I won’t go unless my crew in
I always been a student
I roll with a bunch of Devils in blue, I’m on some Duke shit
Got bitches on some Luke shit
Took xanax out my diet, cause it used to make my mood switch
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it
[Outro]
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it No scale, I was eyeballin’ that product
Watched a couple niggas die over that product
I got high and I forgot it
Magnum on me, Lil had the Charger, nigga we dodged it
Malik was all about bitches on some Chico DeBarge shit
Henny, drunk it straight, we wouldn’t mix a drink
Bando waking me up out my sleep, I’m off a perc in front of medicine
Now when it get cold, I just hope my daughter can fit her mink
The hottest in New York, I could give a fuck what you niggas think
Gelato, smell it on us, we pull up, they like “them niggas stink”
You not a boss, niggas still sending you to get a drink
I told Mack, empty that shit if you see a nigga blink
Was sellin’ grams, but Cam had me wantin’ to go and get it pink
When Pegasus was open
We born into this shit, niggas is chosen
Seen niggas lose they life over clothing
I told Shoota, we gon’ get rich no matter what
They was happy when we was done, now we see them they mad as fuck
We ain’t gotta live in the projects no more, I dropped out, but it’s funny, I’m hittin’ college on tour
I need them fresh, cop them again if I copped them before
Charlotte Hornets, top and bottom colored Aqua Valore
Ikey used to let me in after the locks on the door
I ain’t speeding, I ain’t smoking, fuck you stopping me for? I hid my first .38 behind the socks in my drawer
My momma asked me “Why you got a gun?