Forbes List Lyrics

Just cuz I got trouble cutting off my old hoes do that make me a hoarder

I was in trouble, plotting on how to make double, p's to the T from California

At first I was just exploring felt like Dora

I found a plate but I needed some more on it

They defense too weak I'm scoring

Ain't nothing about me corny shorty, but I'm plugged in with the farmers

Three hundred thousand bringing in profit on a duplex sitting out in Georgia

I two step, I'm two steps away from a million endorsements

I been on chill but really I'm scorching

On my way to the Forbes list

Uh, everyone I went to school with

Hit me now like you did it

This my shit I'm the new tenant

Leading the youth I'm the lieutenant

If I open this bag you got two decisions

You gotta' die or put loot in it

I got hot in a few minutes, I'ma hungry man

Flow bananas I'm running up monkey bread

Hear this shit make you want to hit the money dance

We off the brown, Kwame

I don't know why the hoe telling maybe cuz I fucked her in the lobby

All the labels tryna sell me but told em first they gotta' buy me

Dej Loaf we getting bread, hope they never ever want to try me

Sir Please don't make me catch a body

I ain't been going to sleep I got certain things on my conscious

She want my kids but she give me brain, I call her phonics

Yesterday's price but today that's not it

I make em rage, start up the mosh pit

Just cuz I got trouble cutting off my old hoes do that make me a hoarder

I was in trouble, plotting on how to make double, p's to the T from California

At first I was just exploring felt like Dora

I found a plate but I needed some more on it

They defense too weak I'm scoring

Ain't nothing about me corny shorty, but I'm plugged in with the farmers

Three hundred thousand bringing in profit on a duplex sitting out in Georgia

I two step, I'm two steps away from a million endorsements

I been on chill but really I'm scorching

On my way to the Forbes list

She said I'm too player but I made the game all by myself

It's layers, levels to this shit

Fuck a cater, chef in the crib

Sleep later I was working at six

Give me the beat know I'm hurting that shit

I took my life and I worked on that shit

In my city they ain't heard of that shit, for real

Can't you tell I'm getting better and better

Ain't a swiper baby give me credit

Lil sis said she seen me on Reddit

This my story but a few years ago they wouldn't have read it

When yo turn come better be ready

My shit locked but I am not dreaded

Straight to the top the only place we headed

Soon as she give me face, I'm right out that door

Before we even started the race, I been snatched the gold

Bitch I'm in that mode

No distractions, grabbing goals

What would you do if you had to blow

Life is perception so pave yo road

She suck the life out a nigga, treat me like inflatables

No defense but I'm making moves

She got a friend so tonight I'ma take on two

If I'm king do you think I'ma play by the rules, nah

Just cuz I got trouble cutting off my old hoes do that make me a hoarder

I was in trouble, plotting on how to make double, p's to the T from California

At first I was just exploring felt like Dora

I found a plate but I needed some more on it

They defense too weak I'm scoring

Ain't nothing about me corny shorty, but I'm plugged in w the farmers

Three hundred thousand bringing in profit on a duplex sitting out in Georgia

I two step, I'm two steps away from a million endorsements

I been on chill but really I'm scorching

On my way to the Forbes list