My hand on my pistol, my head on a swivel
My flowers got crystals, my condo in Brickell
My distro' be boomin', my flowers be bloomin'
I'm never the victim, I always be shootin'
I got off the label, I'm tired of recoupin'
I'm tryna be healthy, I'm running and juicing
I'm mixing two strains, I call it a fusion
It's Circle for life, they be feeling my movement
I load up a U-Haul, I'm straight from the gutter
Smashing this bitch with my hand on the cutter
I was taught never slime out one of your brothers
Can't sell my soul, I cannot be a puppet
Pull up and hop out, I'm flyer than ever
I'm on the terps and I'm higher than ever
Infinity links, she gon' love me forever
It's Circle for life, boy, this shit is forever
Fuck all these niggas, it is what it is
We don't walk the same path, they don't live how I live
Lil' bro in the feds, he doing a bid
When he come home, we gon' do this shit big
Bitch, you ain't special, that pussy was mid
Heard your lil' mixtape, that shit was so mid
Donatin' clothes, I got love for the kids
Pulling these thotties, Big Money got rizz
Ocean view condo', come look at the water
A ton of the 'za sent from Cali to Georgia
I'm plugged in Miami, got steppers in Florida
Got steppers up top, I'm a partial New Yorker
Get shot with this fire if you think you gon' short me
It's three in the morning, lil' bae, yeah, I'm horny
So throw that shit for me, ain't fucking with pigs
I don't fuck with no porkies, I splurge on my shorties
I'm feeling some hunger, I came from the jungle
I'm ready to rumble, I count up them bundles
She suck it, I love it, I give her a budget
I used to rock buckets, but now I do numbers
I done seen so much pain that I might shed a tear
I can't piss off the Lord, so I can't show no fear
Believe half what you see and nothing you hear
Better get you some money, it's a whole 'nother year
I was broke in Decatur, I was hungry and starving
I ain't have me no friends, I just had me a carbon
Niggas actin' like Frenchies, boy, quit all that barking
I'm uppin' this blick and I'm calmly sparkin'
I got this trap shit inside of my soul
I can't hate on another man, nah, I can't fold
I'ma count up a million on IG and post
I'ma take half a million and go buy a Ghost
My hand on my pistol, my head on a swivel
My flowers got crystals, my condo in Brickell
My distro' be boomin', my flowers be bloomin'
I'm never the victim, I always be shootin'
I got off the label, I'm tired of recoupin'
I'm tryna be healthy, I'm running and juicing
I'm mixing two strains, I call it a fusion
It's Circle for life, they be feeling my movement
I load up a U-Haul, I'm straight from the gutter
Smashing this bitch with my hand on the cutter
I was taught never slime out one of your brothers
Can't sell my soul, I cannot be a puppet
Pull up and hop out, I'm flyer than ever
I'm on the terps and I'm higher than ever
Infinity links, she gon' love me forever
It's Circle for life, boy, this shit is forever
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