Lyrics
(Top shinner shit for life like I ain’t going lie tho thru it all Nigga still standing tall that’s how I already know I’m destined for greatness no man or women can get in the way of what god got planned for me)
Hook 2x
I be flyer then a jet
I don’t live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain’t riding in a Lex
Yea
I be high off the lean
Good drink I be high having sex
One time then I’m onto the next
I’m a young boss nigga love to flex
Verse 1
I be high as feign
But I’m always clean
Going hard for the team young nigga just chasing them dreams
New glock and it came with a beam
We going leave a fuck Nigga dead on the scene keep talking shit we going knock his whole shit out
Bad bitch thick when she walk ass stick out
Soon as we hit the hotel room whip the dick out let a Nigga see what this shit about
Left the bitch a thousand dollars cash
Then I dipped out
Every day we eating real good like it’s a cookout judge found my nigga guilty
Then he brung the book out
Gave my man a whole bunch of time
I’m going be here to the bid out
My nigga your head up
None of mine dropping no dimes
Hook 2x
I be flyer then a jet
I don’t live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain’t riding in a Lex
Yea
I be high off the lean
Good drink I be high having sex
One time then I’m onto the next
I’m a young boss nigga love to flex
Verse 2
I’m a young boss Nigga love to flex
Fuck a bad bitch 1 time then I’m onto the next
Sorry I ain’t reply to your text
I was busy counting money
I ain’t wasting time on no dummy
Got my eyes on the prize
I ain’t chilling with these nigga
Only chilling with the guys
Must of them only snakes in disguise
I ain’t got no time for no lies
They don’t want to see a nigga ball Yeah
Ybs still got the ball Yeah
Pound pulling up 1 call Yeah
Letting shots go on all y’all
I don’t know what the fuck niggas take me for
Got it straight out the mud I was really poor
Now these chains around my neck got my shoulders sore
All that talking you can’t even back it up
We take the baddest of baddest
And put them on planes
And move in and out of these cities
I’m in the Benz and bean in the range
This shit I be rapping it’s never no kizzy
I’m going thumb thru them racks till my fingers sore
Pull up on Loudon In a aventador
I do it to motivate the trenches
Never really thought I get this
Hook 2x
I be flyer then a jet
I don’t live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain’t riding in a Lex
Yea
I be high off the lean
Good drink I be high having sex
One time then I’m onto the next
I’m a young boss nigga love to flex
WRITERS
DAJUAN KEITH CANNADY, JESSE JAMES CHANEY
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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