On to the Next One (Live in Brooklyn)

And another one and another one

And another one

We just get start it

And another one and another one

And another one

I got a million ways to get it

Here's in air

Choose one

Bring it back bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one everybody

Freeze ay

Somebody bring me back the money please hey

Hov' on that new shit niggaz like "How come "

Niggaz want my old shit

Niggaz stuck on stupid I gotta keep it movin'

Niggaz make the same shit me I make 'The Blueprints'

Came in the Range hopped out that Lexus

Every year since I been on that next shit

Traded in the gold for the platinum Rolexes

Now a nigga wrist match the status of my records

Used to rock a throwback ballin' on the corner

Now I rock a teller suit lookin' like a owner

No I'm not a Jonas Brother I'm a grown up

No I'm not a virgin I use my cojones

I move onward the only direction

Can't be scared to fail searchin' perfection

Gotta keep it fresh girl even when we sexin'

But don't be mad at him

When he's on to the next one

Freeze ay

Here's in the air

Somebody bring me back the money please hey

I got a million ways to get it choose one

Ay bring it back bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one everybody

Freeze ay

Somebody bring me back the money please hey

F**k a throwback jersey 'cause we on to the next one

And f**k that Auto-Tune 'cause we on

And niggaz don't be mad

'Cause it's all about progression

Loiterers should be arrested

I used to drink Cristal the motherf**kers racist

So I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shit

You gon' have another drink or you just gon' baby sit

On to the next one somebody call the waitress

Baby I'm a boss I don't know what they do

I don't get dropped I drop the label

World can't hold me too much ambition

Always knew it'd be like this

When I was in the kitchen

Niggaz in the same spot me I'm dodgin' raindrops

Meanin' I'm on vaca' chillin' on a big yacht

Yeah I got on flip flops white Louie boat shoes

Y'all should grow the f**k up

Come here let me coach you hold up

Freeze ay

Here's in the air

Somebody bring me back the money please hey

I got a million ways to get it choose one

Ay bring it back bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

I'm on to the next one on to the next

Everybody freeze