Niggas stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it moving…
Niggas make the same shit, me, I make the blueprint.
I move forward the only direction, can’t be scared to fail; search, and perfection.
World can’t hold me, too much ambition, always knew it’d be like this when I was in the kitchen.
Niggas in the same spots, me I’m dodging rain drops.
Navigation on tryin to find my next thrill, feeling myself, I don’t even need an x pill.
Can’t chill, but my neck will.
Haters really gonna be mad off my next deal.
I got a million ways to get it.
Hey, bring it back.
Now, double your money, and make a stack.
I’m on to the next one, on to the next one, on to the next one…