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Derek Pope
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Derek Pope
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Looking at the ceiling thinking I can make a million like
What's the greatest feeling
Care about that as soon as on the go
And we should pop a bottle on the coast
Like the different pills you swallow
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it,
Do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it,
Do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
Late until the morning
We don't worry what the kitchen clock says
Talking tense of balling
I like jameson straight to your head
If I am good we good to go, ooh
If you good I am good to go
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it, do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it, do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
All night we be sipping all night
When she on that all white
I be at my phone like
Can I get a moment
Watch me when I am zoning
All night we be sipping all night
When she on that all white
I be at my phone like
Can I get a moment
Watch me when I am zoning
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it, do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
And we be on that same shit I can let the fame go
Roll it up and face it, do it till I say so
Counting all this money bout to hit the club in raincoats
Never got a worry this the type that I would pray for
And we be on that same shit...
...let the fame go
...face it
...till I say so
...all this money
...hit the club in raincoats
Writer(s): Derek Hurd
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