Yeah, ran up 100 million off of music
You can call HSBC, they can prove it
Did this shit my way, sometimes I be thinkin'
Very black and white, but the Maybach is out
Palm gray
Fire every Friday, I got the game smokey
I'm Italian, they be tryna box me in like Pertrolio
If you know me, you know I was never lazy
Porsche with the curve
I'm no saint, boss, my momma praise a Saint
Christopher
Secure perimeter, courtesy of arm guards
When you make it, all your haters really think
They're noir ward
Diggin' through your past tryna find somethin'
Feel how you wanna feel, just hit that subscribe
Button
'Cause I'm not slowin' down, properties in
Coastal towns
I came in with baggage, but at least it's all
Rimowa now
I damn near did it all, 'cause I spoke like
I was castin' spells like Grindelwald
We had shits who believed in me since I was
Little dog, used to ask for Lincoln logs
Now I'm Santa for my family, my whole catalog
Is Christmas songs
So Feliz Navidad, I paid 5K for this yellow
Jacket, I should've played by Bardi, Dad
Used to ride Marger, North Springs to the
Peachtree Center
Was takin' classes, but I felt like
I could teach me better
But no one taught me how to trust, help
Matchbox 20s
I was lit, but I was unwell
I'm not crazy
Deep thoughts on a private jet to Teterboro
The only thing better than me, is me tomorrow
I used to eat seabar, food court was luxury
Now I might go and fly to Budapest just 'cause
I'm hungry
Gold cutlery, my maids got a hand washin'
Used to send emails like, "Hey, I'm the future"
Like Sam Altman
Now a flight feels like an Uber ride
How did I beat the game without lookin' at the
User guide?
How did I beat the game without lookin' at the
User guide?
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