10 P.M. In San Juan/ Bet On Myself ft. ATLBizness Lyrics

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank, I'm like

Woah

Go,go

Take a couple shots, cuz you know we getting Lit like

Woah

I tell her go head and buss it

go, go head and buss it like

Woah

I drop 23 Like I'm MJ in the air like

Woah

I started HOBB in the A, now I'm trending in the city like

Woah

Come on, Leh go

Catch me with a bad chick, you know she getting active like

Woah

Cuz the beat going hard, so proactive is needed like

Woah

They see the drip and the fashion and they say ya boy conceited like

Woah

We spitting flames on the beat, so you know the booth is heated like

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank

I'm like, Pour up, drank

Smoke up, dank

Cash out, racks

Got money in the bank, I'm like

Jack and Coke keep me woke

While we rocking on this boat

Puerto Rico club we go, and we got money to blow

To the show, with my woes, floating where the ocean goes

Imma keep it ten toes cuz Wolfpack run the show, ya

You ain't about that life

We taking flights out the country cuz Big D really about that life

Never live a lie, in my lifestyle

The first rounds on me, the whole club went wild, facts

Temptation only comes when the demons always thinking that they finally living right

About to take flight, down to paradise, where the clear waters always feeling right

I escape from my life, push back the pain

Well respected cuz I stay in my lane

All this success, will I sustain

Never falling off cuz I'm changing the game

Folks wanna know my secrets

Like how did I kill the trauma and defeat it, but I just tell them just dreaming ain't enough

Cuz at the end of the day man, I just didn't give up

Controlling my fate

March 15th is the day that I use to wake up and grind everyday

Pray every day, always keep the faith

My future kids gonna thank ya boy one day, ya

Aye brother bring me a shot

Only Dusse cuz you know how I rock

Chilling on the beach with my rainbow Crocs

Big D, bad boy, can't stop, won't stop

I just want the glory

Not afraid of death, but I live out my life so epic like a story

Big D, the chosen one, the most Enlighten

Girls buying fake bags, thinking that they high-end

Crazy how folks telling me that my house is a bad investment, now they working on houses

Crazy how folks telling me that they want the hook up with my job, and they quit, now they pouting

The Dusse is talking, maybe It's my passion

Just want my legacy to be forever lasting

And no I will never give up on myself

In the dark times, Imma always Bet on Myself

Imma Bet on Myself

Imma Bet on Myself, till ain't none none left, ya, ya

Imma Bet on Myself

Imma Bet on Myself, till ain't none none left, ya, ya, aye

You know that we winning

You know that we winning

We grinding, we having no limits, ya

DB, you know that we winning

We grinding so hard, we finna get money, you know we winning ya

Ya, ya, oh, oh, ya, ya