Gravitate

Uh...Lay lay....We just want the Money Mane!

[Hook]
Knows I gravitate to that bag
So much gas in my sack
Hustle coming up in the hood
I made riches outta them rags
Shorty gravitate to my swag
Stay finessin' fly tags
If I went broke it still be all good
Cuz I got a fix for getting it right back ha

[Verse 1]
I'm like professor x and magneto
My thoughts deep and my swag lethal
I attract the cash bad divas with ass
If you hatin it's sad and you mad see thru
Mad people be mad people
Live backwards me I see past evil
Tryna spread my wings across the desert land
And would really hate to have to blast eagle
Can't let niggas from the past leech you
Shorty talkin bout when I last seent
You you was in ya bag lookin like a snack
Bet you draw that money with a math easel
Get it now no waits for what
Only gettin harder for us black people
It's like I get my weight On a Freight truck
Cuz it don't make no sense how my gas diesel
Champagne glasses with vueve clique man who would think
We come this far tryna wash my sins
Now In these fresh Lauren's I'm a walkin saint
Oh my God this song is hard
I can see me now heading to the bank
Focused up so the business straight
More plates than your kitchen sink
Got the kitchen stank
The only real mission is get it
Success accomplish ya goals
My passion ull make you look at life different
Cause fatal attraction in hoes
I'm floating where gravity goes
Took off and landed in dough
And Real recognize real You kno how it beez you know how it goes

[Hook]
Knows I gravitate to that bag
So much gas in my sack
Hustle coming up in the hood
I made riches outta them rags
Shorty gravitate to my swag
Stay finessin' fly tags
If I went broke it still be all good
Cuz I got a fix for getting it right back ha

[Verse 2]
I must got a magnet in my back pocket
Laws of attraction never deceive
My roots black I'm here keep bringing them knots in
And boss Chicks who love Celine
Threw D' on ha and Barely sing
Ya girl slobbed for lobster cuz u fed ha wings
I'm more than just all the cream And ice
Swhy she lick me up she the Dairy Queen
I took life's message I ain't stare at seen not at all
Smoking back to back in the back of the back
Blowin stacks on saks I'm all for
I'm self made and I organize if you build it strong it Won't fall From the boogie down to world tours
Stamped this a sample raw they want more
Make withdrawals then I cash out
She wanna smoke and fuck Til we pass out
I gravitate back to the cash route
I see what these mad rappers mad bout
They heard my shit now they dreams filled wit mad doubt
Man down
Like a stripper on a pole guess you assed out
Bankrolls in the machine love the cash sound
If I was mcdonalds u mcdowells whoa
You ain't in our class clown
I use all the shit that I learned in math now
You just startna play the game I'm in the last round
Dummies in a test drive bet they crash now
I'm hefty u trash bound
Goyard duffles the pack loud
They gon cry later I laugh now
Ain't talking knapsacks I'm in my bag now

[Hook]
Knows I gravitate to that bag
So much gas in my sack
Hustle coming up in the hood
I made riches outta them rags
Shorty gravitate to my swag
Stay finessin' fly tags
If I went broke it still be all good
Cuz I got a fix for getting it right back ha

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