Carry On

Real king ent shit Nahh F*ck that you gotta show me Put ya elbows to ya ankles Ima show where they ain't goin Let you see what they ain't doin I can tell you who they ain't foolin Scholarship intellect got kicked out of every schoolin Learn proper from streets hands on Torch a nigga with the 40 let it get it's Flame on keep sleeping Blowing on the loudest hi tec got me high ball clowing Designer got me styling With all this gold on I'm feeling the proudest champion statues Kill everything in my way I'm fucking hazard Drowning in them hunnits yea that's all that matter When you get the picture it becomes a perfect capture I love it when she deep throat while I smoke my reefah I ain't green to the game no mo Reason we playing the same no mo Aventador dash ona haters tho Gimmie the loot the f*ck I need to be famous fo Yo money and throat the f*ck I need to love you fo My ex bitch wanted to marry him Bitch if you don't have a million carry on Bitch if you don't have a million carry on I looked up to niggas like bg and pimp c Never cross they self or the code of the streets Coughing with every hit this some potent shit Look at the j like damn bitch counting up money while I'm high I love this shit Don't ask me why I'm high I love this shit Making impossible plays bounce back Now that's how ya magic work I ain't even dropping bands she seeing the bands making it twerk I can count from a preteen how much I put In work Now I'm blowing killa jealous of the flames in my fire place living purer Armani exchange I drop ashes on Mohammad Ali flow original as Cassius tho I been counting money all day Don't never want it to stop no I been counting money allday Aventador dash ona haters tho Gimmie the loot the f*ck I need to be famous fo Yo money and throat the f*ck I need to love you fo My ex bitch wanted to marry him Bitch if you don't have a million carry on Bitch if you don't have a million carry on