Ten K (feat. Grymey & New Country)

I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli Looks can be deceiving But I call it how I see it Got a demon in me freaking out But I'm not trying to free it And a lot of rappers sell the soul Like they don’t even need it Got a chopper full Tat tat tat tat then I gots to go Hit you with that fire bitch You gone need to drop and roll Used to f*ck with meds Didn’t get em from no hospital Up up my ladder go I’m trying to keep it casual You fucking with the team We gone hit you with a lateral A favor for a favor either money Or collateral more money more Power more capital Even when my backs against the wall I don’t have to shoot hahaha When I’m passing through Middle finger and I crashed the Coupe what up I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli I broke it down I bagged it up You mad as f*ck oh boy I told you you ain’t matter much You not like us oh boy Six oh three we hold it down You know about us boys Coming from the bottom Said you not like us oh boy I came up I came up I came up From the bottom Ain’t change up my change up You hating that’s ya problem Got placements on placements On placements yeah I got em From ten k to ha now you Know the f*ck about him Them pennies turned to dollars And dollars into wow I could write a book yeah I could show you how I said Them pennies turned to dollars And them dollars into wow Imma write a book yeah Imma show you how k watt I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli I went from ten k To a hundred k From a hundred k to a milli milli Playing games with the safe Like how much cash can it take I went from zero to a hundred Nigga faster than drake Try to take me for a joke I Probably laugh at your face Underestimate Grymey nigga That’s a mistake Six oh three rap hero No mask or a cape Plus I’m hungry I need lobster Nigga salad and steak I’m grabbing the cake Daddy’s awake claiming niggas As my sons it don’t matter They don’t have to relate I went from walking these streets My g to whipping a whip I fell my life is a movie And I can sell you a clip I can’t let you ride the wave But I can sell you a drip Ain’t got to see it or believe it Nigga you can smell we the shit yeah