Heaven and hell
Are just two conditions of life
And they are right here on this Earth (tell me why)
Roaring 20s
Selling souls, just to make that money
The same level as the Devil staking plenty 100's
Plenty 100s (x2)
(Ive been blessed with this curse)
Stacking plenty 100s (x1)
Tell me why you hate it. Im out here tryna make it
Why you out here tryna fake it?
Im out in Vegas getting paid quick
With ya girl legs split. Yea this some Bay shit
Where I was raised kid. Everybody know the struggle.
They all got they own hustle.
When Im in trouble, spend my last
And watch that cash gone double, I bubble like a crackpot.
The money cool but the trap hot, yea Im in a bad spot (uh huh)
Tryna be legit but if I quit then the cash drop
And thats my last option.
Got em begging like some fiends when my track dropping
Now you tell me who hot when, I bag it up and you backing up
You acting up and not stacking up
Wanna be me but cant see me
You know Im bout that action cuz
Got em hating, even though its been a while
You bitches stay in line waiting, single file
Roaring 20s
Selling souls, just to make that money
The same level as the Devil staking plenty 100
Plenty 100s (x2)
(Ive been blessed with this curse)
Stacking plenty 100s (x1)
Eliminating competition, when I illuminate lines
Staying grounded like a ball hit on foul lines
Shit foul lines; get a whiff, me and B.A.C.A; on the strip
Honey strips on the strip. She told me.
Its her way to get through college
And the fastest way to a mans heart
Is through his wallet. I said living life, cabalist
When you stuck ballin, is the price you pay
While money come usain; you insane
Thinking well never touch, top 5
Been down all my life, contemplating on a rise
You see, its insanity when
They say truth will set you free
But its the same thing hurting me
So honestly, I dont see what the holla is
I got a need to rest, where the dollar is
Rapping bout the hood, in the hills is blasphemy
Rapping from the hills, to the hood is luxury
I know thats where I wanna be.
Shes said ok, we do the same thing
Same boss, different dreams
Its no secret; dont make a scene
Because Im only in my 20s
Roaring 20s
Selling souls, just to make that money
The same level as the Devil staking plenty 100's
Plenty 100s (x2)
(Ive been blessed with this curse)
Stacking plenty 100s (x1)
Still tippin, big pimpin, trippin, on sites near you
Steering from tunnel vision
I dont know what youve been through
Playing this game, I wont save you
What I say, I hope stick like glue
A little bit, she quote Ray. I make it do what it do, I do
Imma do it for you. You do you; promise me
Youll come through with that good
Never selling out just to be in
From HP was a drive, gotta have drive to get it in
Once you surpass shades and egos
Sleeping with enemies, dont expect nightcaps
I write my name in all caps, looking me in my eyes
She said, youre pretty bold, nothing to hide
Im underscore; youll live italicized
My oath is sworn, condemned to defeat
Thats below for meet and greets
I said people see no one just succeeds.
Im putting the K to it, killing dreams
Reaching across the globe is my goal
Hold me saint or hold me close
Shook her hand, tipped her some mo and said
If I blow just know I never sold my soul
Cause Im just
Roaring 20s
Selling souls, just to make that money
The same level as the Devil staking plenty 100's
Plenty 100s (x2)
(Ive been blessed with this curse)
Stacking plenty 100s