[00:01.27]Count me in, Cole
[00:05.46]Right here?
[00:07.56]Nah, I'm here
[00:08.73]Yeah, bounce, bounce
[00:10.45]My boy, my boy
[00:11.75]My boy, my boy, my boy
[00:15.86]Yeah, right here
[00:18.77]Ay, look, uh, yeah, ok
[00:22.04]Concrete since day one
[00:23.47]Ain't no time to make up
[00:24.80]Ain't no time for that hoe
[00:26.35]Like baby, word to a cup
[00:27.70]Thank you for your services, invoicing all my haters
[00:30.31]Be sure to leave your armour and your women penetrated
[00:33.15]I give her back, I hate her
[00:34.49]Poof, get out her hair
[00:35.89]I say congratulations, your old lady renovated
[00:38.70]You ****** lazy, my boy
[00:40.20]Why you hatin', my guy?
[00:41.63]You bought her Commes des Garcons
[00:43.23]She come and play with your heart
[00:44.45]I'm far from a popular artist
[00:45.97]One of the hardest, no less
[00:47.22]And I saw your woman,
[00:48.24]I call her low like a Cardigan sweater
[00:49.98]Call her whatever you want
[00:51.38]I got my revenue up
[00:52.69]In Beverly Hills, my ceilings like the Beverly bravo up
[00:56.28]Since day one, Folarin been the same one
[00:58.24]I came up in them gogos most of them was afraid of
[01:01.07]Now kill mo', say that
[01:02.49]Now kill mo', say that
[01:03.83]But when your wheel is a fortune,
[01:05.39]You near gotta say jack
[01:06.66]Don't be talking too much
[01:08.08]These ****** copy too much
[01:09.43]These ****** cardio crazy, chasing clout must be tough
[01:12.28]**** it, I wrote me, a dozen ****** got me ****** up
[01:15.10]I raise my hands and raise your family's casualties up
[01:17.99]I'm faded
[01:18.63]I'm playing
[01:20.50]These ****** don't be no gangster, they be playing it
[01:23.54]Extortion ain't dead, it just moved to the county
[01:26.59]Shoot them out the S-class,
[01:27.83]I guess you won't the problem
[01:29.36]I know every who and who and every who that I'm around
[01:32.01]And what you call a piece of mind,
[01:33.33]I call a picture for a bounty
[01:34.83]Hold up, yeah
[01:36.00]I'm in my luggage, in my luggage, hold up, boy
[01:38.71]I'm on the runway like I'm Jackie, hold up
[01:41.02]Prolific, really be living my lyrics
[01:43.12]So tell me, who did it this big
[01:44.67]And who ain't 'bout to slow up?
[01:45.95]My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy,
[01:49.91]My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
[01:52.14]Who gon' bring my crown to me?
[01:53.17]And who won' try to **** with me?
[01:54.64]Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me
[01:57.25]I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury
[02:00.22]******* going down, it ain't no catching up to me
[02:02.97]Yes, stepped in the building with my vibe on a million
[02:05.71]Slide on the beat like my God, I'm so brilliant
[02:08.65]All other rappers, put your pride to the side
[02:11.27]Try collide with the squad,
[02:12.61]Turn your mob into corn on the cob
[02:14.74]You's a fraud, you's a thorn in my side
[02:16.79]I'm a knife in your back, I'm that turn of the knob
[02:19.67]On the door, When the boy from the corner come rob you
[02:22.60]And tie you up to something
[02:23.95]Now, stop with all that frontin'
[02:25.31]That big money talk should be reserved for those that got it
[02:28.15]But when you really got it,
[02:29.35]You ain't pressed to talk about it
[02:30.84]That's why I hear that capping on your raps and highly doubt it
[02:33.79]The game too crowded,
[02:35.02]I'm 'bout to get all the way the **** up out it
[02:37.70]No if's, and's or but's about it
[02:39.14]30 mill' on a deal depending on how the tour was rowded
[02:42.84]I seen your watch when you first dropped,
[02:44.62]That **** was clouded
[02:45.87]Which means, you used fugazi ****,
[02:47.78]Fake it 'till you make it type
[02:49.30]I shoot through you crazy with hollow tips
[02:51.42]No holler backs, just how to raps
[02:53.19]I got to black to make sure every dirty dollar stacked
[02:55.92]Y'all aiming for the stars,
[02:57.31]***** I'm aiming at your starter cap
[02:59.10]Run, *****, run like a ******* black quarterback (uh)
[03:01.90]Stereotypical, but to hear me is spiritual
[03:04.52]I will bury you ****** and come and air out your funeral
[03:07.30]Have your homies on stretchers right next to Roman numerals
[03:10.16]IV's, IV's, it's the reason why nobody try me, try me
[03:14.38]Have a ***** screaming, "Lord, why me? Why me?"
[03:17.16]Cole did me grimey
[03:18.44]He took it too far,
[03:19.68]He treat them bullets like they Siamese
[03:21.36]Back to back, I clap like that's a wrap
[03:23.93]But no video shoots,
[03:25.45]Just hoodies and boots putting your troops in
[03:27.83]Pine boxes
[03:28.65]I blew a million on white ties and Calvin Klein boxes
[03:31.56]This ***** silly
[03:32.81]My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy,
[03:36.79]My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy,
[03:40.99]My boy, my boy, my boy (say what)
[03:43.81]Who gon' bring the crown?
[03:45.08]And who won' try to **** with me?
[03:46.50]Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me
[03:49.19]I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury
[03:52.10]******* going down, it ain't catching up to me
[03:54.99]Who gon' bring my crown to me?
[03:56.45]And who won' try to **** with me?
[03:57.70]Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me
[04:00.41]I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury
[04:03.25]******* going down, it ain't catching up to me
[04:06.00]Who gon' bring my crown to me?
[04:07.57]And who won' try to **** with me?
[04:08.84]Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me
[04:11.51]I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury
[04:14.37]******* going down, it ain't catching up to me
[04:17.10]Who gon' bring my crown to me?
[04:18.58]And who won' try to **** with me?
[04:20.00]Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me
[04:22.76]I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury
[04:25.56]******* going down, it ain't catching up to me