[Verse 1 - Swarve Sutton]
Party like a rockstar, living like a champ
Standing with the thousands, tryna stand out
Bet you only see a nigga, when I’m on my grind
When I’m flying through the ends, putting money on my time
That’s the life that we live, we’re tryna get dimes
Shining with the diamonds, look at my ice
Ah yeah, I’m a player, but look at my wife
Yeah, I fuck hoes, but they ain’t my type
Man I do it all old school, this is my ride
Jump in the back girl, this is your night
Tell her go down low, this is your pipe
But I put her on top like "this is still mine!"
But for one night this is your prize
Got me going crazy, like I’m sniffing pure white
[Pre-Hook- Seyi]
I’m rolling up, I’m bagging up
I’m talking about my wave
She got me going crazy
[Hook - Seyi]
You can catch me on the grind, all day (ay!)
Fingers in pies, living that sweet life
And I get it all night, all day (ay!)
Trapstar’s pride in my D.N.A
I’m a hustler (You know about me)
I’m a hustler (You know about me)
I’m a hustler (You know about me, yeah)
I’m a hustler (You know all know about me)
[Verse 2 - Crunch]
Living like a champ, nobody wanna contend though
My team smash a brother like Nintendo
I smash Barbies; I ain’t even a Ken doll
Tell em like DaGrin “wa gba Kondo”
These niggas borrowed my style for too long
You can never put me in a box; I’m humongous
I’m tryna double my figures, I need numbers
A couple zeros on the end will be nice
Money’s the only reason that I’m bending your wife
Keep grinding, it’s all in timing
Sweat plus blood, Sierra Leone diamonds
You niggas stuck in mud, buried your own finance
Piggy bank small, playing “Piggy in the Middle”
You’re only at the bottom cause you’re fine with a little
[Hook - Seyi]
[Verse 3 - Swarve Sutton & Crunch]
Running with the ballers like 24/7
You niggas keep hating, I will never feel your presence
Senseless bredders, talking 'bout they're eating but we only seeing letters
If I send niggas out, you'll definitely get the message
Fuck these niggas, read these niggas and I never saw a sentence
I put a full stop to these dumb-fuck questions
If they don't know who run it, then they probably shouldn't guess then
Living like a champ that these niggas shouldn't fuck with
Niggas running round like a nigga famous, I call that nigga brainless
Mind a niggas trainers, I'm the type to pull you back like a fuckery shape up
See that girl you call wife, yeah a nigga Cain'ed it
Why? Cause a nigga was Able
Try
I be the reason that these niggas make tools
Cause when we go hunting for niggas we don't lose
[Hook - Seyi]
Party like a rockstar, living like a champ
Standing with the thousands, tryna stand out
Bet you only see a nigga, when I’m on my grind
When I’m flying through the ends, putting money on my time
That’s the life that we live, we’re tryna get dimes
Shining with the diamonds, look at my ice
Ah yeah, I’m a player, but look at my wife
Yeah, I fuck hoes, but they ain’t my type
Man I do it all old school, this is my ride
Jump in the back girl, this is your night
Tell her go down low, this is your pipe
But I put her on top like "this is still mine!"
But for one night this is your prize
Got me going crazy, like I’m sniffing pure white
[Pre-Hook- Seyi]
I’m rolling up, I’m bagging up
I’m talking about my wave
She got me going crazy
[Hook - Seyi]
You can catch me on the grind, all day (ay!)
Fingers in pies, living that sweet life
And I get it all night, all day (ay!)
Trapstar’s pride in my D.N.A
I’m a hustler (You know about me)
I’m a hustler (You know about me)
I’m a hustler (You know about me, yeah)
I’m a hustler (You know all know about me)
[Verse 2 - Crunch]
Living like a champ, nobody wanna contend though
My team smash a brother like Nintendo
I smash Barbies; I ain’t even a Ken doll
Tell em like DaGrin “wa gba Kondo”
These niggas borrowed my style for too long
You can never put me in a box; I’m humongous
I’m tryna double my figures, I need numbers
A couple zeros on the end will be nice
Money’s the only reason that I’m bending your wife
Keep grinding, it’s all in timing
Sweat plus blood, Sierra Leone diamonds
You niggas stuck in mud, buried your own finance
Piggy bank small, playing “Piggy in the Middle”
You’re only at the bottom cause you’re fine with a little
[Hook - Seyi]
[Verse 3 - Swarve Sutton & Crunch]
Running with the ballers like 24/7
You niggas keep hating, I will never feel your presence
Senseless bredders, talking 'bout they're eating but we only seeing letters
If I send niggas out, you'll definitely get the message
Fuck these niggas, read these niggas and I never saw a sentence
I put a full stop to these dumb-fuck questions
If they don't know who run it, then they probably shouldn't guess then
Living like a champ that these niggas shouldn't fuck with
Niggas running round like a nigga famous, I call that nigga brainless
Mind a niggas trainers, I'm the type to pull you back like a fuckery shape up
See that girl you call wife, yeah a nigga Cain'ed it
Why? Cause a nigga was Able
Try
I be the reason that these niggas make tools
Cause when we go hunting for niggas we don't lose
[Hook - Seyi]
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