How you in front of the motherfuckin' crowd
With a sad face
Fix your motherfuckin' face
Let's go
You know I love you
So I say this * with love
But please tell your fans
They need to shut the * up
I'm doin' real *
Some never worry 'bout-a-bill *
Some build a house on the hill *
The money's gravy it's coming crazy
My big sis just had another baby
Popped 'em out the labia
My other nephew sittin' in the class
With a broken knuckle
He had to beat a nigga ass
For talkin' 'bout his uncle
Now listen I ain't sayin' I condone that *
* it yeah I said it
I condone that *
Choke that nigga out
Go corona on that bitch
Walk that nigga like a dog
Nephew own that bitch
Yesterday just a day, everyday
I'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonade
And lemonades to millions and better days
How the * I get
This fuckin' rich from makin' melodies
How the * I keep all to myself
And still got enemies
How the *
I get so many wins on my itinerary
It's January but I already feel the summer
Because it's mine nigga R.I.P. to Lil' Hummer
Nasarati we up
Lean on my body Lord
Bring blessings on my soul
And when the war is over
See it's time to tell
The world the war is won
You know I'm sittin' on sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'
Sittin' on sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'
Yeah if I was God I wouldn't save y'all niggas
Like a suicidal bitch
I would blade y'all niggas
Y'all my sons
But I wish I never made y'all niggas
Y'all my sons
But I might just Marvin Gaye y'all niggas
Bitch I'm back like I left somethin'
Hol' up everybody
Nasarati's got his next one
My next move always gon' be better
Than your best one
You bitches couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmup
A tryout a test run
Anyways I'm back like a vertebrae
I can drop a sex tape and win a VMA
I'm the devil in disguise but I'm givin' face
When I walk in the room bitches better pray
Lean on my body Lord
Bring blessings on my soul
And when the war is over
See it's time to tell
The world the war is won
You know I'm sittin' on sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'
Sittin' on sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'
They don't want me to want it
Praise the Lord they breathin' on me
Save me lord they schemin' on me
Save me lord they schemin' on me
The war is over