HANDS ON ME

Ayy, most my days I pray to God like lay your hands on me Coupe color inside look canopy, I drive it every season Just bought a new Glock, I'm itchin' to shoot it, like nigga give me a reason Remember them days we wasn't eatin', now it's steak 48 we feastin Ayy, remember I didn't have no money, I just had a plan how to get out the sand I had to walk and go run to these riches, nigga ain't give me advance I know some niggas they spinnin ' for real, pull the door back on that van I got the drip, come get it, I'm servin' it hand-on-hand Van cleaf wrapped around my hand, stackin' it up rubber band Bitch, I'm the man hell you sayin If you listen, you'll see what I'm sayin I got the steeze, I'm heem , like I just came from the land Free all my niggas, they doin' that time, walkin' it down in a can Margiela and me, when I pop on the scene, I get fly in the sky, Peter Pan She fuckin', she know I'm the man, we havin' them bands, on demand I count those checks on my own and my thumbs keep crampin ' and shit I need to stay outta saks, cause nigga keep buyin' this shit Most of my days I pray to God like lay your hands on me Coupe color inside look canopy, I drive it every season Just bought a new Glock, I'm itchin' to shoot it, like nigga give me a reason Remember them days we weren't eatin', now It's steak 48, we feastin Ayy, Prada my shade, just spent yo rent just to cover my eyes Ayy, I really stayed down for this shit, I just waited my time to shine I know that they cheated the process , I had to go grind for mine Balenci, my shoes when I'm steppin', I'm walkin', expensive time