This a new season and boy I'm going up
I'm back in the game and they know the jig is up
I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
I said, I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
Niggas think they moving but they stepping on a dead pedals
They drowning in my flows how they starting to back pedal
Winning a grammy's worth more than a gold medal
Ascending to the top, this is all about new levels
Stepping on heads as I'm walking to the top
I just listened to your tape, can't help but think it was a flop
While I drop another classic, I just ticked another box
I put everyone in check, I just ticked another box nigga
Yeah
I'm just showing them what I'm made of
Need a hundred million now, you gon think that I was paid off
Yeah
Happy with who I am
Now it's all about the brand, celebrating who I am
Yeah
Yeah man
These niggas always checking on me man, you feel me
We good over here homie
Trust me.
(Eyo Nick, flex on these niggas homie)
Niggas ouchea in em Beemers
Benz
Tiguan R's
Whatever, what y'all niggas wanna do man
(031 we got suwoop in the building)
The fall off will never come, you feel me?
Aight listen
They wanna know if Nick is missing a beat
I got that S-Class
Sliding through the city like it's slipping on grease
It's simple to see
My aesthetic is that of a legend
I'm high as heaven
You stretching if you think you could reach
That's levels
Question my worth or something
I did them real numbers
Way back
Before all these niggas started to purchase them
Verses is written in cursive
A true wordsmith
In every sense of the word
That's word nigga
I murder something
I'm on my grind G
I swear you might find me
Going twice as hard, I'm two faced like I was Siamese
That fast life, the money chase stay on high speed
But we never shake, my movement steady like it's Tai-Chi
I put the G in Gentleman
I guess I'm on my Styles P
That Pierre Cardin belt just holding up my 9 piece
I tried to have mercy, these bitches is acting thirsty
So never mind the name, I'm tryna get to where the purse be
(You heard me)
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This a new season and boy I'm going up
I'm back in the game and they know the jig is up
I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
I said, I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
Niggas think they moving but they stepping on a dead pedals
They drowning in my flows how they starting to back pedal
Winning a grammy's worth more than a gold medal
Ascending to the top, this is all about new levels
Stepping on heads as I'm walking to the top
I just listened to your tape, can't help but think it was a flop
While I drop another classic, I just ticked another box
I put everyone in check, I just ticked another box nigga
Yeah
I'm just showing them what I'm made of
Need a hundred million now, you gon think that I was paid off
Yeah
Happy with who I am
Now it's all about the brand, celebrating who I am
Yeah
Yeah man
These niggas always checking on me man, you feel me
We good over here homie
Trust me.
(Eyo Nick, flex on these niggas homie)
Niggas ouchea in em Beemers
Benz
Tiguan R's
Whatever, what y'all niggas wanna do man
(031 we got suwoop in the building)
The fall off will never come, you feel me?
Aight listen
They wanna know if Nick is missing a beat
I got that S-Class
Sliding through the city like it's slipping on grease
It's simple to see
My aesthetic is that of a legend
I'm high as heaven
You stretching if you think you could reach
That's levels
Question my worth or something
I did them real numbers
Way back
Before all these niggas started to purchase them
Verses is written in cursive
A true wordsmith
In every sense of the word
That's word nigga
I murder something
I'm on my grind G
I swear you might find me
Going twice as hard, I'm two faced like I was Siamese
That fast life, the money chase stay on high speed
But we never shake, my movement steady like it's Tai-Chi
I put the G in Gentleman
I guess I'm on my Styles P
That Pierre Cardin belt just holding up my 9 piece
I tried to have mercy, these bitches is acting thirsty
So never mind the name, I'm tryna get to where the purse be
(You heard me)
I'm back in the game and they know the jig is up
I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
I said, I need a couple of millions fore my time is up
Niggas think they moving but they stepping on a dead pedals
They drowning in my flows how they starting to back pedal
Winning a grammy's worth more than a gold medal
Ascending to the top, this is all about new levels
Stepping on heads as I'm walking to the top
I just listened to your tape, can't help but think it was a flop
While I drop another classic, I just ticked another box
I put everyone in check, I just ticked another box nigga
Yeah
I'm just showing them what I'm made of
Need a hundred million now, you gon think that I was paid off
Yeah
Happy with who I am
Now it's all about the brand, celebrating who I am
Yeah
Yeah man
These niggas always checking on me man, you feel me
We good over here homie
Trust me.
(Eyo Nick, flex on these niggas homie)
Niggas ouchea in em Beemers
Benz
Tiguan R's
Whatever, what y'all niggas wanna do man
(031 we got suwoop in the building)
The fall off will never come, you feel me?
Aight listen
They wanna know if Nick is missing a beat
I got that S-Class
Sliding through the city like it's slipping on grease
It's simple to see
My aesthetic is that of a legend
I'm high as heaven
You stretching if you think you could reach
That's levels
Question my worth or something
I did them real numbers
Way back
Before all these niggas started to purchase them
Verses is written in cursive
A true wordsmith
In every sense of the word
That's word nigga
I murder something
I'm on my grind G
I swear you might find me
Going twice as hard, I'm two faced like I was Siamese
That fast life, the money chase stay on high speed
But we never shake, my movement steady like it's Tai-Chi
I put the G in Gentleman
I guess I'm on my Styles P
That Pierre Cardin belt just holding up my 9 piece
I tried to have mercy, these bitches is acting thirsty
So never mind the name, I'm tryna get to where the purse be
(You heard me)
Writer: Dominic Mkhize, Andile Shozi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid