[Verse 1: GQ]
Live out my dreams until my heart give out
They tried at shooting down my star before they knew what I was bout
Now I’m polluting all they cars and radios up in they house
Without a label on my back and I ain’t even start to sprout
Unseen, the man behind the mask
Making bold moves, and bright statements with the cash
Never slowing down, never running out of gas
In something you never seen, and I am speeding way real fast
Me and my niggas, always comes before me and a bitch
Unless she my girl, she ain’t saying shit
I’m chasing down destiny, and I ain’t talking bout a chick
My name buzzing in the streets, and I ain’t talking bout a snitch
Yeah, yeah, we chopping up the green
Might be racking up the hoes, but never fucking up the C.R.E.A.M!
Ya see I’m! Living my dreams, the vividest scenes
To turn my lil cash flow into the deepest ravines
[Verse 2: GQ]
International, Gallest on the rise!
Niggas hate to see progression, you’re permitted to despise
The enemies up in you’re camp, they committed to disguise
I realized, so I got my head up and my eyes on the prize
It’s my time, or so it seems
Im so ambitious that even a nigga dreams got dreams
Now im stacking paper steady not just heavy
I went from pelle pelle, to rocking Versace and Louis v
My conglomerate, niggas pull they head out they ass to be a part of it
And it’s just the fucking start of it
Sitting at the head of the table, yeah I'm living at the heart of it
Success is a long road so im looking for a shorter trip
Young nigga, with money on my mind
Bitches begging me to sleep but I ain’t ever got the time
Im caught up in the finest shit, living on the line
I'm Just a diamond in the rough so yall ain't see the fucking shine
[Verse 3: Kid October]
Grammy family we back up in this bitch again
Granny had to leave and thats according to the bigger man
Things suppose to change but these niggas still hating man
We the realest niggas out, these niggas still faking man
Life is a bitch, depending how you dress her
I came here to rap niggas came here to dress up
Im just trynna make it to the top up out the ghetto
Addicted to the music getting high without stilettos
I got dreams so im looking for a stage
Elevated niggas we just looking for a raise
Yall dont know my story you just looking at the page
Cause im caught up in the finest shit, looking at a range
Me and GQ I say we back up in this bitch again
Back up in the factory, we back at making hits again
Hits again, listen man, this is the official jam
So tell your dj turn me up cause shit just got official man
Live out my dreams until my heart give out
They tried at shooting down my star before they knew what I was bout
Now I’m polluting all they cars and radios up in they house
Without a label on my back and I ain’t even start to sprout
Unseen, the man behind the mask
Making bold moves, and bright statements with the cash
Never slowing down, never running out of gas
In something you never seen, and I am speeding way real fast
Me and my niggas, always comes before me and a bitch
Unless she my girl, she ain’t saying shit
I’m chasing down destiny, and I ain’t talking bout a chick
My name buzzing in the streets, and I ain’t talking bout a snitch
Yeah, yeah, we chopping up the green
Might be racking up the hoes, but never fucking up the C.R.E.A.M!
Ya see I’m! Living my dreams, the vividest scenes
To turn my lil cash flow into the deepest ravines
[Verse 2: GQ]
International, Gallest on the rise!
Niggas hate to see progression, you’re permitted to despise
The enemies up in you’re camp, they committed to disguise
I realized, so I got my head up and my eyes on the prize
It’s my time, or so it seems
Im so ambitious that even a nigga dreams got dreams
Now im stacking paper steady not just heavy
I went from pelle pelle, to rocking Versace and Louis v
My conglomerate, niggas pull they head out they ass to be a part of it
And it’s just the fucking start of it
Sitting at the head of the table, yeah I'm living at the heart of it
Success is a long road so im looking for a shorter trip
Young nigga, with money on my mind
Bitches begging me to sleep but I ain’t ever got the time
Im caught up in the finest shit, living on the line
I'm Just a diamond in the rough so yall ain't see the fucking shine
[Verse 3: Kid October]
Grammy family we back up in this bitch again
Granny had to leave and thats according to the bigger man
Things suppose to change but these niggas still hating man
We the realest niggas out, these niggas still faking man
Life is a bitch, depending how you dress her
I came here to rap niggas came here to dress up
Im just trynna make it to the top up out the ghetto
Addicted to the music getting high without stilettos
I got dreams so im looking for a stage
Elevated niggas we just looking for a raise
Yall dont know my story you just looking at the page
Cause im caught up in the finest shit, looking at a range
Me and GQ I say we back up in this bitch again
Back up in the factory, we back at making hits again
Hits again, listen man, this is the official jam
So tell your dj turn me up cause shit just got official man
( GQ (Gallest) )
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