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[Intro]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah

[Chorus]
It used to be mud on my shoes and now them bitches say LV
Remember bein' in school, feelin' like this shit wouldn't help me
Keep tellin' me I work too hard, I know this shit ain't healthy
But I can't stop goin' hard until I know I'm wealthy
I just touched down in New York, I'm stayin' at The Moxy in Chelsea
She already know where I'm at, come see me in Chelsea
Big bodies all I ride in
Brand new Maybach truck with no mileage
Crib in the sky with the pilots
On Billionaires' Row, we wildin'

[Verse 1]
Nigga play with me, shit get violent
She tryna link in private
Told her put her phone on silent
Shit just better stay quiet
In the Cullinan givin' me knowledge
Goddamn, this bitch got mileage
I'm finna pass her to Prince, dog
Okay, cool, you got diamonds, but can you see them bitches through the tint, though?
See the shit through five percent?
My brother cup cost your rent
This AP money well spent (AP)
She lovin' my fashion
Cartier frame her glasses
Ricks and the Prada, they matchin'
Who you know swaggin' like this?
Nigga, no cap, it's hard to live this lavish

[Verse 2]
Golden Child 3, got 'em smilin'
I'm back in my bag with this one, to be honest, I ain't been tryin'
They missin' that R3 sound, actin' like I still ain't got it (They missin' that)
They missin' that R3 sound, actin' like I still ain't got it

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah

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