Part Of The Plot

Huh, what, DaVan, DaVan, DaVan Huh, what, huh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked The look on your face when you hear my flow Everybody knows I gotta go Simplify the rhymes until I go gold Feel like Lil Baby when I do a show Surfing the crowd, it never gets old Watching the rollout on the polls Take em for the high and not for the low Put em on hold I can't call now, I'm at the store I run it up, cause I got the money, I'm never poor I be shaking when I open the door Writing the stories so they can be told Feeling amazing, yeah, I'm feeling bold And I got the big racks, ain't nobody stole em Cause I gotta tuck em under my bowl I tell you I'm happy, but I'm just feeling cold I'm missing my family, and I'm missing the roads I wanna go back to the top I wanna hear the chi-chi-chop of the beat When I'm walking down the street Whenever I pop, it's part of the plot Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked I need a thousand dollars if you wanted a verse from me I put that boy in a hearse for free I need that bread urgently I can't respond if it ain't by the check I'm with Thunderwave, pullin' up in vests We got Tech-9s and we wearin' vests Had to stay down, now I'm up next DaVan, B. Wells, we just be killin' this shit I might just start drillin' this shit Walk in the club, I spend a bill on that bitch Pussy smellin' like fish Not a junkie, but I need me a fix I got fans runnin' up, tryna ask for a pic You know where I'm going I signed with DaVan I saw that boy really lit 20k a month, but like we goin' up You want us homie, I guess you're out of luck Hop in the Bentley but I like Tonka Truck G-19 if you gonna try runnin' up Four feet, I might need me a couple bucks Got in my stomach, I call it a tummy tuck Call up the DaVan, cause I know the he will let it bust You're not Thunderwave, no you're not one of us Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked Started at the bottom, came to the top Everyone hatin' when I drop I tell the haters it's part of the plot Look at me now, I'm up on the chart Whenever I rhyme, I go back to the start Money, on money, on money, it never stops Grindin' and grindin', I never flop Bangers on bangers and everyone's shocked