Finally on ft. Aze Lyrics

Ch-ch-ch-chillin' with this bitch hit her with my viciousness

she like ow you tore my meniscus

In 50 different pieces

(Oh yes)

Still make that bitch disappear

Like granddaddy left gram crackers out for Santa

Then found out he in different seasons

(Alright)

But I still be in the booth just spittin' the truth

Just rocking the trues I don't need you

Or anyone else I don't need a rhyme or reason

(At all)

yeah but I'm still focused on how to get rich

Not focused on fuckin' your bitch

My young niggas walk with a stick

My shawty she walkin' in ricks

You better believe it uh

You better believe me

You better believe it

Cause once I'm gone

You niggas gon' hate to see it

You better believe me

You better believe me

Cause once I'm gone I

Tried to tell you niggas I'm finally on

Take this down for a rainy day

One hit I'ma fade away

Go to the moon I'll be chillin

With stars have a young nigga

Send you to heaven's gates

I'm too real nigga I'm too raw

I'ma still be me I'ma rock my pain

I'm just focused on makin' some motion

Mind already made I ain't never gon' change

I'm in the club just throwin' up ones

Just fill up my cup get the fuck out my face

And if a nigga thinkin' I'ma run

He might disappear we aint leaving a trace

I got my niggas wherever they goin

Like hit me whenever you make it home safe

Don't give a fuck if you makin' deposits

I walk in a Fargo n blow up the bank

walkin up wit em step by step

Can't no nigga try to take my rep

Stayed for the bitch I'm delayed in the fray a little bit

The throat goat rates my checks

No pro bono when I place my bets

You don't know Christ stay blessed

State my claim I don't wanna know the hate nor fame

Never really wanna scrape my checks

The pain still stay in my chest

Niggas still triggering lames

Just play in the game

Been makin' my moves like chess

Your hitter been dyin' for lesser

You jugging not getting your footing up

Niggas is cookin up put all your vest up

Speed on the street like I'm Vespa

Your homie is not a finessa

Who is the monster nigga

Like who in the moshpit

Nigga be cool well I got it

Two in the morning what are you do when ya horny

I'ma come through for your body

I'm in the booth I'm bout to body

Lookin' at you another body

Bentley coupe she wanna hop

And how did I get it

I paid out of pocket

Cooling when tools hit the pool stick

niggas a nuisance dont be a foolie

I'm off of the hit of the doobie

I'm eatin the snacks like I'm Scooby

I'm fuckin' a bitch with a movie on

I'm wavin' good dick till ya shooter gone

How do you know when you get it

I already got it my nigga I'm already on

Sip this drink I made ima

Smoke this weed I'ma find me a tree or somethin

Try to take my heart one day

Try to take my love must think ima kia or somethin

Can't take my mind or soul

Can't take that back or im gon' kill somethin

That shit gon' strike like lightning

And your ass gon' feel the real thunder

Oh lord willing I reach my ceiling I pray I never be left by God

God is by my side at any time even when times is hard

Times when i was up when I was down he pulled me out the dark

And now I'm shinning on you niggas now I'm shinning on you niggas