Homage

Ay

One for the money, yes sir, two for the show

I've been stuck all in my zone I think it's time to control

I made this s**t to hit your soul, now come and take a stroll

Walk with me lets kick it back to the roots

I make money and I really don't love hoes

Feelin' like a young snoop laid back in '94, sippin' on that gin and juice, gettin' loose

And when I come through I make the OG's salute, ya dig, ay

We movin' up in the world like elevators, gettin' to the paper, m***f***k a hater

I'm just like a skater 'cause I'm always on the grind,

ollie on the beat and then I slide

Your b*tch quite of a dime and I'm about to call her mine

I grew up, a ******' screw up

Got introduced to the game, I took control and I maneuver

I'll eat up your producer, a lyrical abuser

Remember when they told me that I wouldn't have a future

Feelin' like I rule the world I got it sittin' on my palms about the size of a pearl

And if I die young I'll probably be on a mural

In the heart of Miami I'm saying f*ck the world

And I ain't really slept in days, I start hallucinating 'bout the money running away,

I've been on a chase

Move b*tch, get out the way

Ima do this s**t 'til the day that I deteriorate

and that's forever, forever ever, forever ever

And if you try to get on my level that's probably never

And I've been way too deep up in the zone, turn off my phone

I've been going off of the top of the dome, I'm hella blown

Smokin' on that strong, that Sylvester Stallone

Like a young Rambo, like a young Rocky

No you can't box me, somewhat c**ky

Like a young Ali, I'm the next 2-3, ay

And this my graduation flow I need my cap and gown

These m*f*ckrs hating on the kid, I blame my bank account

But you can hate it or love it the underdog on top

and I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stop

You know what I'm about, money comin' in and out

I was 14 already thinkin' 'bout the paper route

I ain't never had a doubt

I made 'em shut they f*ckin' mouth

I picked the pen and pad as soon as I heard Weezy on Da Drought

F*ck you b*tch, I'm actin' brand new

S**t it's lonely at the top but I'm sittin' comfortable

And I can jump on anybody's song make a part 2

Everything I touch be on point like a harpoon

Lookin' at these youngin's like some cartoons

Had to pay some homage to the OG's, drops deuce

I hope these m***f*ckers don't come for me

It's all love out here