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Yea...
Yo...

F*ck bout a bag
Don't f*ck with that
Unless it's about getting
Don't be in my bag

F*ck with that cash
Only them racks
Double cross me with the paper
Get slashed

Go get the bag
Not be in my bag
That's millions of cash
Nah
No need to brag

Stay talking that trash
But backing it up
Go check out my style
Cause I don't give a f*ck

Y'all messing with Temple
Y'all better watch out
I come in aggressive
Like I'm from the south

I am from the south
Partial
Not fully
Get up in my business
Gone end out with skullys

Protect ya patek
Not really
Don't need one
I said... patek
Y'all really been brainwashed

This shit has been breached
I ain't gonna teach
I'm chasing that bag
While yours on a leash

Doors open like screech
Just them on the screen
Y'all eyes on that bullshit
While mines on that cream

Cause cash...
Rules everything... around me
Just I'm in control
These verses repeat

Pay my own tolls
Don't need the other man
Cash my own checks
Bitch I am the other man

Walk this alone
I'm heading to clarity
Scary rappers
In this game
Y'all ain't scaring me

Dingle in front of my eyes
What I want
Snap of ya fingers
I did what you want

Come to reality
Gonna make way
I'm doing this on my own
Finding my way

Maybe one hundred thou
All in the mindset
The money the rule of all evil
Nah
Progress...