I can't wait to hear king I'm representing for Simba
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
I can't change I'm signing my waiver
My campaign rely on my chase of
Diamond rings and climbing my way up
Promising, this gon' be my last pay stub
Honestly, got a problem better say some
On his way, go
We threw a party, tipping Cabardi
Too many shots, sipping into the morning
Visions of roaring
Live in the story
6am, and the liquor still pouring
Mixer exploring
Crashed on the flooring
Last of the glass that I had on the awning
Blast no warning
Pack still on me
Pass me a puff of the gas, you blowing
I'm never doubling back, I know it
Deeper, I'm deep in my bag
True Motion
Yeah,
Deep up in my bag, bro this bitch a duffey
Metal on me, walking past security cause they never touch me
F*ck a bitch good she forever love me
Niggas wondering why they don't got no money, cause you forever clubbing
They took my Glock, I got another one
The bitch pissed me off, so I got another one
If them niggas flicking lights then I'm on another run
If I got a cherry sprite, then it's in a double cup
1500 dollars all 20s, spent that on a jacket
When I'm rapping it be off the top, so I don't ever practice
I don't racket, I keep one up top so I ain't never lacking
But 10 bows all at once, so they don't ever tax me
Y'all beefing over hoes, y'all some different niggas
This ain't the same pole, this a different blicky
Man this not even the same row, this a different fifty
Man they all the same hoes, just in different cities
Same niggas when I got the row ain't no difference in me
If a niggas take my soul, brodie dipping with me
Distrokid owe me a whole load, and I did an indie
This the regular size drake, bro this bitch a mini
Can't wait to hear king I'm representing for Simba
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
Ddicea - True Motion Lyrics
Ddicea - True Motion Lyrics
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I can't wait to hear king I'm representing for Simba
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
I can't change I'm signing my waiver
My campaign rely on my chase of
Diamond rings and climbing my way up
Promising, this gon' be my last pay stub
Honestly, got a problem better say some
On his way, go
We threw a party, tipping Cabardi
Too many shots, sipping into the morning
Visions of roaring
Live in the story
6am, and the liquor still pouring
Mixer exploring
Crashed on the flooring
Last of the glass that I had on the awning
Blast no warning
Pack still on me
Pass me a puff of the gas, you blowing
I'm never doubling back, I know it
Deeper, I'm deep in my bag
True Motion
Yeah,
Deep up in my bag, bro this bitch a duffey
Metal on me, walking past security cause they never touch me
F*ck a bitch good she forever love me
Niggas wondering why they don't got no money, cause you forever clubbing
They took my Glock, I got another one
The bitch pissed me off, so I got another one
If them niggas flicking lights then I'm on another run
If I got a cherry sprite, then it's in a double cup
1500 dollars all 20s, spent that on a jacket
When I'm rapping it be off the top, so I don't ever practice
I don't racket, I keep one up top so I ain't never lacking
But 10 bows all at once, so they don't ever tax me
Y'all beefing over hoes, y'all some different niggas
This ain't the same pole, this a different blicky
Man this not even the same row, this a different fifty
Man they all the same hoes, just in different cities
Same niggas when I got the row ain't no difference in me
If a niggas take my soul, brodie dipping with me
Distrokid owe me a whole load, and I did an indie
This the regular size drake, bro this bitch a mini
Can't wait to hear king I'm representing for Simba
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
I can't change I'm signing my waiver
My campaign rely on my chase of
Diamond rings and climbing my way up
Promising, this gon' be my last pay stub
Honestly, got a problem better say some
On his way, go
We threw a party, tipping Cabardi
Too many shots, sipping into the morning
Visions of roaring
Live in the story
6am, and the liquor still pouring
Mixer exploring
Crashed on the flooring
Last of the glass that I had on the awning
Blast no warning
Pack still on me
Pass me a puff of the gas, you blowing
I'm never doubling back, I know it
Deeper, I'm deep in my bag
True Motion
Yeah,
Deep up in my bag, bro this bitch a duffey
Metal on me, walking past security cause they never touch me
F*ck a bitch good she forever love me
Niggas wondering why they don't got no money, cause you forever clubbing
They took my Glock, I got another one
The bitch pissed me off, so I got another one
If them niggas flicking lights then I'm on another run
If I got a cherry sprite, then it's in a double cup
1500 dollars all 20s, spent that on a jacket
When I'm rapping it be off the top, so I don't ever practice
I don't racket, I keep one up top so I ain't never lacking
But 10 bows all at once, so they don't ever tax me
Y'all beefing over hoes, y'all some different niggas
This ain't the same pole, this a different blicky
Man this not even the same row, this a different fifty
Man they all the same hoes, just in different cities
Same niggas when I got the row ain't no difference in me
If a niggas take my soul, brodie dipping with me
Distrokid owe me a whole load, and I did an indie
This the regular size drake, bro this bitch a mini
Can't wait to hear king I'm representing for Simba
Big bank big dreams, I'm breaking out from beginner
New rank new green, attention I'm in the center
Still the same old team, getting colder every winter
Writer: Dylan DiCea, Efrem Blackwell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC