Lyrics
On the road to the riches
Back from a drought, now I make it rain figures
No, you can’t sit with us
Dinner table’s full and the whole team with us
So, Let God be the witness
I’m a man of my words
Imma get down with the business
10 out of 10 times, take shots that I don’t miss
Let ‘em fly high with a chrome piece
I’m chasing the paper (Woo!)
Ain’t got the time for no hater (Nah!)
I’m puffin' the vaper
Get higher than high when I’m feeling sedated
Well it’s highly debated
Who’s the number 1 stunna around, like I made it?
Still getting faded with the wolf pack
Bitch fuck around and imma shoot back (pow!)
And I click-clack pow
Been away for a minute but I’m back right now
And I won’t pipe down
Say what I’m feeling and I don’t back down
Lay the track down
Better get down with the crack sound
Hit it raw with the smack down
So livid, get with it or leave it
Dream vivid / So, better believe it
Still undefeated / Always been about it
I won’t ever quit it
Imma live my life how I really want it
I won’t ever leave it
So conceited, still running ‘round looking like a bankroll
Like a work of art, bitches call me Van Gogh
In the concrete jungle I’m a Rambo
Consumed by darkness, I can’t see the light
In a crowded room but not a soul in sight
Enter the void, so empty inside
I’m still in the zone / don’t be killing the vibe
Tryna remember these lines I recite
I’m a beast with this shit I don’t ever rewrite
Bitch, I’m so live / Imma make ‘em slow dive
And I don’t lie / Imma get ‘em so high
Get ‘em so high / Imma get ‘em so high
Get ‘em so high / Imma make ‘em slow dive
Dive, Dive, Dive Slow x4