Mama told me Brian go and get it
And on my mama I swear I'm gon' get it
My dad said you don't need a suit and tie to make millions well I am a living proof
Ima work until the day I'm named among greats
And I won't stop until the day I'll cop a wraith
They say my songs don't have a message well this the typa jam that motivates crazy
I spent half a milli on my wrist it's a plain Jane AP what it is
I go crazy when it comes to the bread I got two people I trust and you know I feed 'em lead
Ain't nobody who could do it like me I started down from the bottom now you see I'm living big
Affiliated with the greats never find me with snakes
I count it up every single time a nigga raise the steaks
I'ma add it up pile it up in all seasons
A young baller and I stunt with no reason
Don't cross me you might go to prison cause I'm the rap president and that's treason
They know me from the east right down to the west
They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest
Vyce taking over baby we beating the rest
The black bottle boys you better put some respect
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Mama told me Brian go and get it
And on my mama I swear I'm gon' get it
My dad said you don't need a suit and tie to make millions well I am a living proof
Ima work until the day I'm named among greats
And I won't stop until the day I'll cop a wraith
They say my songs don't have a message well this the typa jam that motivates crazy
I spent half a milli on my wrist it's a plain Jane AP what it is
I go crazy when it comes to the bread I got two people I trust and you know I feed 'em lead
Ain't nobody who could do it like me I started down from the bottom now you see I'm living big
Affiliated with the greats never find me with snakes
I count it up every single time a nigga raise the steaks
I'ma add it up pile it up in all seasons
A young baller and I stunt with no reason
Don't cross me you might go to prison cause I'm the rap president and that's treason
They know me from the east right down to the west
They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest
Vyce taking over baby we beating the rest
The black bottle boys you better put some respect
And on my mama I swear I'm gon' get it
My dad said you don't need a suit and tie to make millions well I am a living proof
Ima work until the day I'm named among greats
And I won't stop until the day I'll cop a wraith
They say my songs don't have a message well this the typa jam that motivates crazy
I spent half a milli on my wrist it's a plain Jane AP what it is
I go crazy when it comes to the bread I got two people I trust and you know I feed 'em lead
Ain't nobody who could do it like me I started down from the bottom now you see I'm living big
Affiliated with the greats never find me with snakes
I count it up every single time a nigga raise the steaks
I'ma add it up pile it up in all seasons
A young baller and I stunt with no reason
Don't cross me you might go to prison cause I'm the rap president and that's treason
They know me from the east right down to the west
They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest
Vyce taking over baby we beating the rest
The black bottle boys you better put some respect
Writer: Brian Owino
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