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(Let's go) First off you don't mess with the gang Feeling naked when I take off my chain Getting looks when I'm whipping the Range Taking over and I'm making a change I care for my own Getting my momma and papa a home Call me the baker, I'm stacking the dough Pushing the pin that's just how I roll, yeah I stir up a crowd and I surf it I bring what you hide to the surface And once it get real, you get nervous The album be hot like a furnace (Hot) Goodyear rubber be burning (Skrrt) Mixing the pot I be churning (Yeah) Top speed when I'm turning Young bull still learning Pressure make diamonds That's why I'm shining, yeah yeah You cannot find me I been up grinding, yeah yeah Get out my zone If I don't know you then leave us alone Must be important when I pick up the phone Money talking through the dialing tones, hello? You gotta know when to bounce Saying what's good to the gang and I'm out You passing away when you live on the couch Everybody tryna peak in the pouch, damn See me in space with Elon Feel like we been living for eons Inside of my whip is some neon And they worried about what I be on Quarantine ain't stopping nothing I been up getting money and hustling Turning up like a drinking Russian Think again if you think about touching Whew It's bussin' If you caught bluffing You get a concussion Cuddy First off you don't mess with the gang Feeling naked when I take off my chain Getting looks when I'm whipping the Range Taking over and I'm making a change I care for my own Getting my momma and papa a home Call me the baker, I'm stacking the dough Pushing the pin that's just how I roll, yeah I stir up a crowd and I surf it I bring what you hide to the surface And once it get real, you get nervous The album be hot like a furnace (Hot) Goodyear rubber be burning (Skrrt) Mixing the pot I be churning (Yeah) Top speed when I'm turning Young bull still learning They switching up more than the seasons Imma pleaser so I don't be teasing My son and my daughter my reason Politicians committing some treason Cash flow is the way that I cope Critics too busy jotting down notes You can't get to my crib there's a moat Less you cool with a plane or a boat Keeping track of my income Flipping through all these bands with a blue thumb, mhm Come and try and do some You get whooped and dropped like a bass drum, mhm I don't even need no help Got to it and I did it myself I been maximizing up the wealth Now I'm feeling the best I ever felt First off you don't mess with the gang Feeling naked when I take off my chain Getting looks when I'm whipping the Range Taking over and I'm making a change I care for my own Getting my momma and papa a home Call me the baker, I'm stacking the dough Pushing the pin that's just how I roll, yeah I stir up a crowd and I surf it I bring what you hide to the surface And once it get real, you get nervous The album be hot like a furnace (Hot) Goodyear rubber be burning (Skrrt) Mixing the pot I be churning (Yeah) Top speed when I'm turning Young bull still learning