[Chorus] I'm counting my money and putting on all of my jewelry My coat is chinchilla and rabbit give a fuck about cruelty I don't got time for you niggas and all of your foolery When you see me out I'm wilding out man it's all new to me It's all new to me And everybody said this time last year I'd be right here But now it's on Man it's all new to me, it's all new to me And everybody saying this time last year I'd be right here But now it's on man it's all new to me
[Verse 1] Skate through traffic Mason Raymond, no chasing pavements I got 5 chains on, no enslavement my nigga no explaining I'm doing donuts while getting danish, dont tell my agent I'm having brunch while discussing these Francis Bacon paintings Budget problems see shit nobody got, I fucking cop Its Cartier, no I figured out why broke niggas watch How you fuck your credit up, all you do is window shop I'm ballin now, like I'm Busta Rhymes back when he cut his locs We ain't fucking with your catalogue And I never buy clothes out of catalogues Niggas like birds, they can go and get they parrot on How you skip leg day tryna run a marathon, look La Fleur with the stone like Eragon My shit do 360, paragon Wake up and bathe, up in Dom Pérignon All I see is signs like M. Night Shyamalan
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[Verse 2] I just been back on my business Wasting no time and I cherish my minutes I'm treating the game like I'm treating my bitches You niggas can have em whenever I'm finished Look in the mirror, my vision exquisite I sleep with the wicked, and dig em in divots The one with the bat you ain't hitting my wicket Ain't nobody go to your shows you only performing for crickets Its the golden child and I just hatched up out a fucking egg Gave you niggas time to rest I'm coming for your fucking head Ain't your mama tell you when you wake up make your fucking bed I can't fall for pussy cause that money make me cum instead Shits crazy how you hoes gonna act now Used to play a nigga in the background Now I'm getting paid to be the fucking main act now Pussy used to run now it's falling in my lap now I plant my seeds in '93 From hide and seek To knocking teeth To knocking beats Do not compete And, any niggas after me from here on out is obsolete, Jacuzzi