Top priority, they running to me
Bitches flying all the way from Europe to me (Yeah)
Anybody came around, I turned 'em up
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I earned this stuff
All cap aside, who really turned as us?
Akademik's niggas think they can't get touched
I don't be on computers much, Ced turned me on to YouTube
I keep tryna tell em I'm different from what they used to
We can't go to war, fuck this money up, is what I tell the bro'dem
Everybody wanna be killers, nah, I ain't even gon' go there
I know real steppers, with body counts, don't nobody know them
I won four M's off of baccarat and didn't even buy nothin'
Invest a lil' something into MoonPay just to try somethin' (That ain't it)
Mama get her hair done when she want, she got her own salon
Tryna find a nanny that Jason like, so I can keep him with me
Real gambler, plenty times I fucked it up and got it right, the same night
You ever heard a lil' joker change yo' life?
I'm talking shootin' dice, I know that went over they head
And without me more than half of these rappers wouldn't have no legs
What I mean is, I'm really the reason niggas think they big as me, damn
They couldn't see the old me, I done revamped
Blue check, I'm verified, that's a social star today
God knows that any circumstance I'm a find a way
You supposed to have 57 11 but you didn't have time to wait
I'm talking about Patek, this bitch just turned my savage up
Yeah, I play for the big low
Switchin' up my pivot, I been tryna knock a rich ho
We done did some shit you can't forget, then you my real bro
I told him to let it go, they still shot him
I made my first money in the trenches, and I still got it
Every now and then, I go and count it, can't forget where I come from
Told the people at my label, "No I'm not done"
Get whatever I want, whenever I want it, then go number one
(Yeah, yeah)
Top priority, they running to me (Yeah)
I'm from poverty, what's a Grammy to me? (Yeah)
Money fuck with me, it been good to me (Yeah)
Bitches traveling the way from Europe to me (Yeah)
Listen to me, talk to me, I don't want you naggin' though
I didn't want it, now you got it, that ain't nothin' to brag about
You've been out here playing from the minimum, watch me max 'em out
I went from the projects to Zürich Shoebox to Swiss accounts
Millionaire meetings, collared shirt I left my cup in the car, [?]
I'ma bring the ghetto to the light, can't leave em' stuck in the dark
I just told the lawyers keep on fighting, bro can't be stuck in no box
We been posting pictures while we did 'em we don't give a fuck bout no opps (Yeah)
How she not gon' tell her friends, she really fucking a star?
She too cute to ride in Ubers, so I bought her a car
They been tryna catch up with me, I'm just out here really far
Don't gotta ride no nigga wave when I'm already gnarly, I'm already gnarly
Don't gotta ride no nigga wave when I'm already gnarly, I'm already gnarly
This shit lit, I'm in my bag, nobody fuckin' this vibe up, fuckin' this vibe up
This shit lit, I'm in my bag, nobody fuckin' this vibe up, fuckin' this vibe up
Top priority, they running to me (Yeah)
I'm from poverty, what's a Grammy to me? (Yeah)
Money fuck with me, it been good to me (Yeah)
Bitches traveling the way from Europe to me (Yeah)
compositores: Dominique Jones - Hampton Sallee III - Jacob Sclaver
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