Grinding all the time, nigga. Stuntin, and we shining.
Diving in deep shit, the money keep climbing.
Blah, the bottles keep poppin' Dom P, Rose, Perrier poppin'.
The bitches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking Iced up, tatted up, fire flame blaaap.
Richer than the Riches, We certified gettin' it CM YM Cash Money business.
Higher than the ceiling, fly like a bird, hit the Gucci store and later get served.
Born rich, born uptown, born to win.
Fully loaded, automatic 6 Benz, Candy paint, foreign lights but my bitch in, Born hustlin', too big nigga to size me up, Kept stuntin', more money, burn it up.
Float like a feather.
You can find me on the southside, Uptown with the louie on the rightside, We so high, To the sky where the sun shine, Theres no price on the tag, That we cant buy.
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