GMB

[00:03.73] Yeah
[00:09.02] Come on, yeah
[00:10.38] Pop another pill, I'm alive, I'm awake
[00:13.36] Mixin' up syrup, got it splashin' in the Wraith
[00:16.05] Feelin' like a rocket, I might blast off today
[00:18.76] I can't slow it down 'cause I'm stuck in a race
[00:21.01] Yeah
[00:21.76] Pop them pills, yeah, pour up a glass, yeah
[00:24.19] Pour up some drank, yeah, blow that gas, yeah
[00:26.97] We don't sleep, naw, we don't crash, naw
[00:29.75] Whole club movin', got 'em goin' fast (yeah)
[00:32.23] It ain't a bag if the shit don't never last, yeah
[00:34.75] Thousand 'bows in a Glad bag, stuff the trash can
[00:37.31] Whole kit on first aid, bitch, I'm the band man
[00:40.09] Make the chopper do a handstand when we blam fam
[00:42.84] It was bust Rollies, now it's Vacherons
[00:45.50] I ain't cracked a seal in two weeks, they took the doctor down
[00:48.03] Brick Squad with the fetty, got the flakka brown
[00:50.78] Got a lot of thous' in my pocket, make me hop around
[00:53.31] Niggas always talkin' past tense, they some has-beens
[00:56.56] Bag drop around 5 a.m., tell 'em back in
[00:59.45] We can start cleaning up the spot, this the last man
[01:02.07] Dumb nigga had a hot head 'til he got fanned
[01:04.43] 'Member it was down the way, ninety days locked in
[01:07.25] Burn the rock sands, got 'bows and we got tan
[01:09.94] Remember I would hustle, all I wanted was to get a ten
[01:12.43] Nowadays, when I blow a hundred bands, it feel like ten
[01:15.25] I hold the paper to my heart because we feel like friends
[01:18.00] Got a Cullinan truck and got a Lam', but I still like Benz
[01:20.70] I've been woke for thirty hours, countin' a mil' in tens
[01:23.21] A mastermind, always got a plan, bitch, I'm really him
[01:26.02] Bought a mansion for my babies, business for my wife
[01:28.24] Made my side bitch a boss, I be really livin' life, huh
[01:30.99] Sittin' in the feds, quarter million off of white
[01:33.89] I like the Richard when it's plain, but it's litter when it's ice, huh
[01:36.57] This rap shit goin', but the trap still bunkin'
[01:39.25] Niggas actin' in they music and be cappin' when they talkin'
[01:41.61] Bailed my nephew out, he caught a hat in Minnetonka
[01:44.53] Cook a chicken like hibachi, send a pack to Benihana
[01:46.94] I been thuggin' with G.T. since we was shorties
[01:48.97] The only niggas ever gave me game was Chello, Crazy, Tim, and Corey
[01:52.60] Was at the China Club, Mink, and Morey's
[01:55.09] Got thirties and the forties
[01:56.11] Make the stains from the afternoon to morning
[01:57.99] (ayy, yeah)
[01:58.97] Brand new off the lot, leave the sticker, show the price
[02:00.54] Boy, we traphouse legends, bro Hakeem with them pints
[02:03.30] Serve the cut to the lames, pour the clean in a Sprite
[02:05.89] I don't even like to call this shit rap, this my life
[02:08.54] Really, we way bigger, you know niggas just be talkin'
[02:11.11] I got money tall as people damn near fillin' out my closet
[02:13.87] Nowadays, I just thumb through it chillin' at the office
[02:16.69] If you ever go against it, they'll be pickin' out your coffin
[02:19.57] A hundred thousand all blues, man, my pockets C walkin'
[02:22.09] Pop a half a genie, I can feel the bean talkin'
[02:24.75] We ride bulletproof V's, in a Maybach crawlin'
[02:27.51] Me and Ice stay ballin', that's my day-one partner
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