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M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music Damn, James It's one of those moments, let's go (Montana, Boss Don), huh Uh, minks in Miami, shawty know that I'ma winner Killed my lil' mans, so you know I gotta get him (haan) Losin' all my homies got me living with regrets Blood, sweat, and tears help me get up outta ghet (baow-baow-baow) Look into the eyes of a motherfuckin' boss Struggle growin' up, I refuse to take a loss Gettin' to the money, and I hope it lasts forever Lonely at the top, but life couldn't be better Jet to New Orleans, mansion in the French Quarter All my jewels on me like the legend, Rich Porter Pretty boy swag with a Rick Ross aura Had to call her back 'cause she squirt that water Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work Made it out the gutter from hard work (hard work) Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst Bomb work, you lost to the don first (yeah) I just wanna elevate (elevate, baby) Pop bottles of Belaire, and let's go celebrate (uh), yeah God is the greatest, baby, all praise due On a sunny day I'm in a dark gray coupe Gambles paid off, I just wanna roll dice Snowin' that white, we was up four nights Still a dope boy 'til the wheels fall off Check a bad bitch, then I fuck her raw, dawg Change y'all fits three times everyday DoorDash food, new pussy on the way Bankroll fat, best seats at the game Get ya face cut when you speak a nigga name City all mine, big props to the game Money on time, made him count it 'fore I came Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work (haan) Made it out the gutter from hard work (haan) Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst (haan) Bomb work, you lost to the don first (whoo) I just wanna elevate (elevate, baby) Pop bottles of Belaire, and let's go celebrate Ay, coke wave got New York City back breathin' Go tell my sons I'ma claim 'em, it's tax season (whoo) We did a lot wrong things for the right reasons Shawty took her clothes off before I put the house keys in Hatin' from the start? I ain't forget about that It's lonely at the top, but that's where the penthouse at (ah) I might just hit Dubai and forget about rap But my boys out the box, time to take the town back, haan Plus the mansion on the beach about 30 mill', haan When it comes to the culture we the holy grail, haan Don 'Tega cop a brick before he cop a Rollie, haan From Morocco to the Bronx, bitch, one and only, haan Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work Made it out the gutter from hard work (hard work) Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst Bomb work, you lost to the don first (yeah) I just wanna elevate (elevate, baby) Pop bottles of Belaire, and let's go celebrate, yeah
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آلبوم
Set In Stone

