La-la-la-la

La-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-laLa-la-la, la-la-la-la

The diamonds are symbolic of all the pressure they put on me until I shined

My life is symbiotic with the culture, I can never ever lose the vibe

Make sure they rollin′ one up for me, 'cause it′s been a long ride

We doin' this one for Money T, keep his name alive (yeah)

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la (hold up)

I know how to make an entrance

I hop out the truck in a fur with some henchmen

You can skip the introduction

I'm introverted, I don′t want your attention (eh)

Stand on whatever I say

I′ll say it to your face, I don't do it in mentions (for real)

I believe God had to put me through Hell

So that I could learn me a lesson

I was eleven (damn)

Sharin′ a bed with my dad, but didn't have a bedroom

In a recession (yeah)

Six of us in a Ford Explorer, didn′t have leg-room

Everything's destined (so)

It was inevitable I take on his aggression

Mad at the world ′cause I'm feelin' rejected

Guess that I gotta die to be a legend

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-woo-la, la-la-la-la (turn up)

Holy shit

Showin′, showin′ naked ass

C-Town, bring them slabs out (boom, boom, boom)

Open the toilet and took a piss

Open my mouth, I'm talkin′ shit (uh)

Open accounts 'cause this money don′t fit in the safe

My accountant can't count this shit

Hm, this look counterfeit

If I wear it, it′s priceless, can't count the fit (yeah)

Stack it up tall as a mountain is (yeah)

I grow money on trees like a botanist

(When you droppin' this?) Right now

I just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now

Wait a minute

Look where I was and where I′m at right now

In a plane with no passengers in it

Over Cleveland, ′bout to touchdown

I got the car keys in the Carhartt

I don't need ′em, know I push and the car start (skrrt)

I got the icing like a Pop Tart

And I stay spittin' fire like a Charizard (hah)

I used to be broke, couldn′t afford a heater

Way back in the day when I was openin' for Wiz Khalifa (yeah)

I just got myself out of an misdemeanor

He said that he wasn′t there, I told him that I wasn't either (I wasn't)

I broke every bone except my middle finger (fuck you)

Only had a heartbreak once, I won′t have two

Free Young Thug, pourin′ two liter

Why's everybody singin′ like they're Dua Lipa? (Yeah)

La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (yeah)

Ayy, we doin′ this shit one take

Green light, don't stop, go

I wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked

And she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups

I ain′t talkin' 'bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up

I don′t sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up

I don′t give a fuck about who streamin', pull the list up

I′m a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up

There won't be a day I need a vest under my zip-up

′Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (doo, drr)

I hear that shit in real life

I do not fear the afterlife

My cousin tried to suffocate me, he said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ

Healin' my bruise with a piece of ice

I held on myself when I needed a family

Instead, I was left to my own device

Swallowed the pill like a piece of rice

I slept in the attic, had demon nights

That′s in the house off Lee Road

I saw my friend's eyes change

Now he just a body with no soul

I been in the game, got a lot of exes

Look like a cheat code

I had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh)

You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow)

You can′t have my dick if you can′t deep-throat (no)

Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low

I create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes

Lately, I made a lot of enemies

Lately, I been goin′ through it mentally

So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public

Protectin' my energy (yeah)

Spiritually, you couldn′t measure me (no)

My soul has been here for a century (yeah)

We came out of high school together

And now he tweakin' of the methamphetamine

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) we throwin′ Ls like

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real up-the-way-shit

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) you see the double Xs

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch

(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) throwin' Ls like

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real Cleveland shit

(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) you see those double Xs

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch

Yeah, meet me on floor thirteen