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In the kitchen and it's Taysty I want a Rose interior I think I know why they curious I’m never taking ’em serious The car like the Fast And Furious There’s plenty more commas than periods Horsepower I sit in a chariot Man I went so hard for a check, Now the money too heavy to carry it Ima ball hard for them millions, ’till I’m on top of that building Too much ra-ra I don’t hear it, all these knots thought I was dealing I done logged off of that chilling man my network what I’m building Man they all salty I’m winning y’all should get the fuck out your feelings Weight of my city, I carried it All of that hatred I buried it Look at me now Can’t play with the hustle, you marry it Put down thе drink but my life is still very lit On levеl 11 and leveling If I try’ hide all the evidence Way that I’m blessed is still more than evident 2600 I spent on a letterman Bought it wore it to places you never been Reason why I’m never settling SongtexteIf there’s a God, he put me through hell But I still can’t let the devil in I thought would it help if I talked to reverend But cashing the check was the medicine I want a Rose interior I think I know why they curious I’m never taking ’em serious The car like the Fast And Furious There’s plenty more commas than periods Horsepower I sit in a chariot Man I went so hard for a check, Now the money too heavy to carry it Ima ball hard for them millions, ’till I’m on top of that building Too much ra-ra I don’t hear it, all these knots thought I was dealing I done logged off of that chilling man my network what I’m building Man they all salty I’m winning y’all should get the fuck out your feelings Get out your feelings, you tryna conceal ’em I got outta mine and then I got back to the grind and then straight to the millions Some friends are resilient, and others chameleon Not someone to rob my homies they tied to the mob like they mama Sicilian Prada and Louis V Man the luggage Dior And I’m Too Elite Couldn’t make this much money off UberEats Y’all see what the fuck I could do to beats Plus I gotta make sure my producer eats Ain’t a plan B Money the only thing understand me Back when I riding in a Camry Ain’t nobody come ’round but the family It’s okay if they don’t understand it I know that I got it I planned it I made this a brand But I came so far away from when I was just Brandon Stand on my own cause when they said that they was gon’ ride they was leaving me stranded Got the world in my hands remember when I was just empty handed I want a Rose interior I think I know why they curious I’m never taking ’em serious The car like the Fast And Furious There’s plenty more commas than periods Horsepower I sit in a chariot Man I went so hard for a check, Now the money too heavy to carry it Ima ball hard for them millions, ’till I’m on top of that building Too much ra-ra I don’t hear it, all these knots thought I was dealing I done logged off of that chilling man my network what I’m building Man they all salty I’m winning y’all should get the fuck out your feelings Aus Songtexte Mania