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[Intro: Mark Battles]
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[Verse 1: Mark Battles]
Had to break out this cocoon, for the moon
From the dirt, now watch me bloom
Please stay patient while I zoom 'cause I plan to get there soon (Uh-huh)
I can't send good morning text when you be wakin' up at noon
And we can't link up no time soon 'cause I still smell like her perfume
I'm consumed with the fast life, tryna get my cash right
Make sure that we livin' good to balance out the bad nights
That's right, one mission, do this shit my dad didn't
And most of y'all just background noise, so miss me with the ad-libing
Baby, why you bullshitting? You know that I'm the man now
The hoes that tried to flex on me, I turned 'em to a fan now
A lot of love, I feel like Bud, mama, I'm the champ now
Don't know who winnin' when I'm whippin', tinted like a campground
Niggas got me amped now, bro, it's time to level up
Better not try to chip with us, bitch, we gon' be medalled up
Count the cash, settle up, cross the guys never once
Life is full of downs and ups, more money mean more papercuts
What?

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[Verse 2: 12Fifteen]
I got my own vices, so advice, man, I can't really give it
See, I get weak when it come to weed and all these pretty bitches
That I repent, I pray that all my sins shall be forgiven
I'm tryna rap to make a decent livin', but that just equals penny pinchin'
To be specific, bitches vosse 'til we complete the mission
If my money never reach the ceiling, well, at least they listen
But I guess that's you, don't see the difference, so we gotta keep a distance
Just a bunch of weepin' bitches, need a sheet to be submissive
But debate about me, a nigga just had a son
So I'm in the lab like a nigga that played in the league and need to get out of a slump
Hard and I'm sayin' a thing, debatin' if you ain't the greatest, I turn to [?]
How could you hate it if I was to make it, go out on vacations and count up my funds?
I gotta take it, I want what I want, they gotta face it, I'm one of them ones, look
I'm one of them ones, a nigga so hungry, I'm wantin' the crumbs
Hundred songs, no ego, Rico Hines, I'm lovin' the runs
Look at the time, a quarter past twelve, you know what I done, yeah