[Part I: "so far ahead"]
Yeah, yeah (Taurus)
Yeah (Run it back, Turbo)
We made it when it's all said
Through scars and tears, you know I had a hard head
Couldn't tell you when it started, yeah
It's dark here, you know you was so far ahead
You know you was so far ahead
I'm glad I make my own noise
Puttin' in that work, I done became a rich man, I was a poor boy
Stupid lit with rich friends, that coupe a grown toy
Come get it if you want it, boy
Did it with a voice
No remorse, glad I made that choice
Now we whippin' Rolls-Royce
They can't find another source
Yeah, no endorse
I think it's best they join forces
It's funny, ain't that somethin' that they said I wouldn't be nothin'?
Thought you'd reap the benefits, instead, it's repercussions
You ain't care or try to hear me speak, instead, you judgin'
I cried myself to sleep one night just thinkin' 'bout my cousin
They gave him life, they lost a life and both the families sufferin'
He down, but he ain't take a life, it's always a discussion
This money ain't gon' end, it feel the way, I show my loving
This money disappear, I got real friends that still gon' love me
We made it when it's all said
Through scars and tears, you know I had a hard head
Couldn't tell you when it started, yeah
It's dark here, you know you was so far ahead (Yeah)
You know you was so far ahead (Yeah)
Know you was so far ahead
Money in that bank, we been gettin' plenty
Let me pop my shit, uh, I could pop a wheelie
SVJ 'Ventador, top off on the 'Ghini
Pretty face on that beach, a topless bikini
We both like to get high and if I'm Bobby, she my Whitney
That G5 in the sky and I can land in any city
They told me, "Don't let up," and now I'm up, but you don't hear me
The world depend on us, you got my trust until infinity
So secured, I keep my FN tucked 'cause I got enemies
I'm just tryna remain rich as fuck and you know how that be
Gettin' it in back like when they used to get it like ten a key
Business man, got my business plan inside a Louis brief'
We made it when it's all said
Through scars and tears, you know I had a hard head
Couldn't tell you when it started, yeah
It's dark here, you know you was so far ahead (Yeah)
You know you was so far ahead (Yeah)
Know you was so far ahead
[Part II: "empire"]
Found
Yeah, it's been found
Yeah, yeah, found
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You ain't think we'd get the cream
Uh, now we livin' out our dreams
And the whole world ours
Lot of bosses in the team
We bust it down, don't need degree
Tryna build an empire
I separate my wants and needs
I'm booked out way in Germany
And the prices gettin' higher
I'm peepin' all my frenemies
That lil' ho shit, it don't mean nothin' to me
All the hate, why you ain't tired?
Young Gunna got a preference, she eat that dick for breakfast
You see, I'm interested, I wanna fuck your best friend
I'm countin' up with profession and got good sense of direction
Free my niggas on that kiosk
Can't smile, why they pull that Bentley B out
Windows fishbowl, see in and see out
GT, not a Fiat
I'm serious just like T.I.
Rose gold stones hittin' in the night, look like a neon
If players talkin' hoes, you know I'm catchin' shit like Deion
And I was broke, but I ain't goin' back
I thank the G-O-D I got all these racks
You call my phone too much at once, ain't gon' never hit back
Hopefully you get that business done, you gon' go lay on your back
I was born to win, Lord forgive me, might have to sin again
It's crazy, but you set a trend, a lot of niggas need a name
It's crazy, but you set a trend, I'm knockin', baby, let me in
I need an angel, not a friend
Protection that'll never end
You ain't think we'd get the cream
Uh, now we livin' out our dreams
And the whole world ours
Lot of bosses in the team
We bust it down, don't need degree
Tryna build an empire
I separate my wants and needs
I'm booked out way in Germany
And the prices gettin' higher
I'm peepin' all my frenemies
That lil' ho shit, it don't mean nothin' to me
All the hate, why you ain't tired?
I always been official, I never did no knock off
I pulled up with the roof on and she told me, "Take the top off"
I'm tryna get my rocks off, she suck, don't want no socks off
Lil' mami got that lockjaw
She can't figure me out, I ain't no jigsaw
In the streets, I played for keeps and learned to lay low
Shootin' shit up like Halo
She stay in Beverly Hills, but the rest of her family in San Diego
One of the ones that keep it real 'til this day though
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