Whoa.
Clean money mafia.
Nice shift of music.
Yeah.
Let me talk to the man.
Company overrated broad who will grow.
Sana sana psyche.
Lena Taka Nido.
Bullshit walks.
When the money talks, don't be shouting at me.
Pussy, lower your tone.
When you see me coming, front line soldier,
they don't see me running.
Me and your top short,
you're going to see me gunning.
I'm a put walking till the early morning.
And the late hours.
I've been gone and back.
So a lot of **** So we know that **** They know my rap.
Your best song ever.
Couldn't sound as good as my bonus track.
Man, I'm roll like that.
You were Donald Duck like chicken.
You were covered.
You don't roll like that.
circumstances.
This young **** is taking way too many chances.
This is why we flipping all these bands quick.
Trying to minimize all the losses.
See way too many young bodies in coffins.
Battle scars from battlefields.
Moving cautious.
Life over death.
Confident interest to process.
Double up and cash out.
We're steady making progress.
Fam over everything.
All of my n****s bosses.
Now we bosses.
Stepping slow.
We cautious.
Troops all over the map got reinforcements.
Aiming at them stadium shows and more endorsements.
Swerving in the lane for forming enemies forces.
We still in this marathon.
Still we are.
Even though nothing's really new under the sun.
We started from zero.
We can never be done.
From a boy to a man.
Boy to a man.
From a boy to a man.
Boys to men.
Boys to men.