8 Out Of 10
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8 Out Of 10
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Too rich for who? Y'all just got rich again
Who grips the mic and likes to kill their friends?
I never been the type make amends
If shit was at a eight we like to
We like to
We like to
Yeah, if shit was at a eight we like to make it a ten
Wonder sent this in, I'm going up all the way
I don't like to talk when there's nothing left to say
Drizzy by the drop, the game is in disarray
I'd tell you to hear me out but we both know end of the day
Your sister is pressin' play
Your trainer is pressin' play
Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey
I gotta breathe in real deep when I catch a attitude
I got a whole 'nother level that I can tap into
Max said they only bless when they attached to you
The only dead beats is the beats I been rappin' to
And the product is still the best though
It's only good in my city 'cause I said so
Just the 50 estate man, I had to cop a feel like presto, voila, tada
Never a matter of could I or should I
Kiss my son on his forehead and kiss your ass goodbye
As luck would have it I'm settled into my role as a good guy
I guess luck is on your side
I guess luck is on your side
All sevens, no sixes
Rest easy get some shut eye
Hold on, hold on
But I-- miss makin' 'em pay
Had a path from Will Smith crib to the stage
Three foreign shows, but I played Staples today
The neighborhood is smoked, y'all stay safe in this place
Drizzy about to drop, the game is in disarray
I'd tell you to hear me out but we both know end of the day
Your niggas is pressin' play
Your nanny is pressin' play
Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey, your wifey
Had to go and hit reset, now we here
I been on top for three sets for three years
I can't be around the niggas you minglin' with
I can't fly if I can't sit on the wing of this shit
Try to pay it less mind
They been keepin' tabs on me like I be payin' next time
I think I sense a little feel from the other side
White vans parked across the street, real subtle guys
Yeah, never a matter of could I, should I
Kiss my mom on the forehead, then kiss your ass goodbye
As luck would have it I'm settled into my role as a good guy
I guess luck is on your side
I guess luck is on your side
All sevens, no sixes
Rest easy get some shut eye
Hold on, hold on
But I-- (haha)
But I can't argue with you
No! You mad!
Look at you! You mad!
You big mad! (hahaha)
I'm happy!
Leave me alone!
I been holdin' on to something - money
A lot of money
I don't get paid to argue with you
No! Who is you?
You ain't nobody
You mad!
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