You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
Giving good brain she an intellectual
I be smoking on green I don't need no vegetables
I be going to the plug just like it's my ritual
Then I flip for the racks coming in residual
Hating individuals, hate on me it's pitiful
I'm moving past the physical
I'm tripping seeing visuals
My red eyes like the Sharingan
I know I am the chosen one, I never owed a nigga one
I did hard work instead of fun, and now I'm counting up my funds
And now I'm counting up my funds (Now I'm counting up my funds)
And now I'm counting up my funds
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging (Damn)
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
What you thought I was gone fold?
Yeah Yeah
What you thought I was gone fold?
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You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
Giving good brain she an intellectual
I be smoking on green I don't need no vegetables
I be going to the plug just like it's my ritual
Then I flip for the racks coming in residual
Hating individuals, hate on me it's pitiful
I'm moving past the physical
I'm tripping seeing visuals
My red eyes like the Sharingan
I know I am the chosen one, I never owed a nigga one
I did hard work instead of fun, and now I'm counting up my funds
And now I'm counting up my funds (Now I'm counting up my funds)
And now I'm counting up my funds
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging (Damn)
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
What you thought I was gone fold?
Yeah Yeah
What you thought I was gone fold?
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
Giving good brain she an intellectual
I be smoking on green I don't need no vegetables
I be going to the plug just like it's my ritual
Then I flip for the racks coming in residual
Hating individuals, hate on me it's pitiful
I'm moving past the physical
I'm tripping seeing visuals
My red eyes like the Sharingan
I know I am the chosen one, I never owed a nigga one
I did hard work instead of fun, and now I'm counting up my funds
And now I'm counting up my funds (Now I'm counting up my funds)
And now I'm counting up my funds
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging (Damn)
You see this path I'm paving, I'm Hall of Fame like Peyton
I'll put your brain on pavement and my niggas they aiming
We got sticks like we gaming, my money keep on aging
Yeah it's getting so old, my heart turning so cold
Solid nigga never told, what you thought I was gone fold?
What you thought I was gone fold?
Yeah Yeah
What you thought I was gone fold?
Writer: Anthony Smith
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