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60 Seconds

(album: In My Bag - 2018)


Been a good minute since I fell off
I was down on my knuckles, now I'm well off
You see the chain, you see the watch, now watch me get off
Look at me wrong, the FN gon' blow your shit off
I got a pad out the way nobody been to
I barely be there, only pop up when the rent due
They don't want to see me win, they want to see me fall
Got forty thousand dollars on me walking through the mall
Might blow half of it 'cause I feel like it
Walk in looking like money and I smell like it
Chewing with my mouth open, I know they don't like it
From underdog to top dog, it ain't nothing like it
I swear I knew this shit was coming, I'm a psychic
That plain jane looking boring, you need to ice it
Doing donuts in the foreign with no licensce
'Bout to get a Jesus piece, I'm feeling righteous
I know them niggas in they feelings, they don't like us
Wrong move, we gon' pull up with them rifles
Fall off in the club, bad bitches bugging
Ordered up the bottles, broke niggas mugging
Get out of line, we put a hole in your cousin
Bust down Jubilee, this bitch flooded
Nicknamed the Rollie Denver, all these nuggets
VVS's all around, you thought it wasn't
Had a thousand bands in the O 'fore I was buzzing
Nigga brag about a ninety pack, that shit ain't nothing
Every trip we was bringing ninety back and I ain't bluffing
And my mama good, she ain't worried 'bout nothing
Nigga I want all the smoke, I be chiefing it
Nigga I want all the beef, I be eating it
I'ma say that shit once, I ain't repeating it
Make her scream Fast Money while I'm beating it

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