Rumors 3

[Intro]

Ayy

[Verse]

Toast up, nigga got a bottle in the air, I finally can say a nigga done made it

Toast up, nigga got more money than ever, I can tell most of these niggas hated

Hold up nigga, put my dogs on a level, we all gone ball out like the Pacers

Switching out cars, yeah, the latest

Walk a different light moving on different pavement

Ayy, fifty shots in the car, when I move, gotta move like I’m the president

Ayy, I don’t need practice, I ball like I'm AI, I know I’m the best in it

She want to **** 'cause I'm havin' this gold on my neck like the treasury

Ran up this money, I can’t let a bitch come and try to get the best of me

Come try to take me lil' nigga, you tryna come snake me lil' nigga

I got a K with me nigga, I feel like I’m Adolf lil' nigga

Ayy, reason I run with them killers, I point and they aiming them missiles

They on your head for a nickel, I guarantee bet they won’t miss you

Remember all them times I was done bad, couldn’t call nobody young nigga ****ed up

How a young nigga had lucked up

Cash or deposit now a young nigga stuck up

Balling real hard like the Ruckers

Running from the law can’t let a nigga cuff us

Supercharged motor got me ****ed up gripping on this wheel why I’m sticking to this muscle, nigga let’s go

Losing my nigga like losing me

Love that we had, none come between

We had a vision and we had a dream, to carry this money and share with the team

Balling a habit buying expensive things, jump on a flight, going overseas

Rock out a show and watch the crowd sing, lil' nigga, let's go

I give it back I give it all up

I’m asking God can I call up

Thinking about times it was all us

Thumbing through money got my fingers sweatin'

I became a man when I lost my daddy

I use to stash the money in the attic

Now I go stash the money in a Patek, nigga (Ice)