CFWM

(Nine nine nine, nine nine nine, nine nine nine, nine nine) (Woah woah woah, woah woah woah, woah woah woah, woah woah woah, woah woah woah) Since I was born, I jus wanted to get mine Realest above, nigga I keep it one higher than nine nine She like her nigga don't do it like this Rollin up za n I'm pourin up Tris Come ride wit me, Jack goin show you a good time Remember when I was broke, now they love my fashion Still need a lot full a cars, crib like a palace These hoes never love me, they jus want my status It ain't no one above me, I'm the goat Eye Jackson All them summers, stealin from stores Came a long way but I'm humble, I been there before Racks in my hands yea I'm thumbin, I'll never be poor Jack Houdini, turn nothin to something, still openin doors Hatin ass niggas cant touch me Opp niggas tryn get up wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me My time is money, I stick to the schedule Bitch like "Jack you a dog," baby you knowin all dogs go to Heaven Bottega my feet, I ain't wearin no Rick Too clean, wash my hands 'fore I piss I'm takin them risks, bitch I "dance wit the devil" My bitch is a diva she really conceited Fill up my pockets, now I'm charged up feelin like Keenan The shit that I'm droppin all hits, no miss Heir to the throne, I'm king of this shit Niggas due, I came to collect, Grim Reaper Lookin like money, my garments they fitted Shout out my niggas, my niggas the realest Told her "It is what it is," bitch you know I'm a realist Talking my shit, hope the f*ck niggas listen, the real niggas feel this Adopted these niggas, I fathered these niggas, these niggas my children These niggas don't get it, look me in my eye, is you seein the vision Smoking exotic, we smokin on pressure Move autopilot like tesla 301 to my city, I'm feelin like Drizzy, I get it I get it Used to be juggin, remember them summers, stealin from stores Came a long way but I'm humble, I been here before Racks in my hands yea I'll thumbin, I'll never get poor Jack Houdini, turn nothin to something, still openin doors Hatin ass niggas can't touch me (Touch me) Opp niggas tryn get up wit me (Nah) Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me (Nah!) Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me (Nah!) Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me Swear to God these niggas can't f*ck wit me