[Verse 1] - Travis Lavoe
When the sun blows shotguns across the moon/
I arise to the skies like a rose in bloom/
Fresh up out the tomb/
Fresh to death, yes/
Cursed from womb to tomb/
But still Im blessed, yes/
I prefer the power of pimpin'/
No b*tches Im missin'/
Smoke up n keep outta my feelings/
I push my pimpin in pivot/
My foot down no slippin'/
Im grippin, Im grippin no slippin'/
Incase you missed it/
Just wait to talk when you listen/
Probably why you never get it/
Probably why you never winnin'/
The ending for you/
Me/
It's just the beginnin'/
Close the vents when Im ventin'/
No time to complain they say b*tchin's for b*tches/
My girl mary jane help for building them bridges from nixxa n b*tches/
Then burning them b*tches/
No crosses for crossers now wishing they didn't/
Fvck em/
I bury my digits Im stashing them b*tches right next to the snitches/
I share my b*tches with b*tches/
And share my b*tches with b*tches/
Cuz most of you nixxas is b*tches/
Becoming b*tches to b*tches/
All this real pimpin' I know that you feel it/
Need no congregation for churchin' this pimpin'/
Yea, need no congregation for churchin' this pimpin'/
[Bridge] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
[Verse 2] - Marv illest
When the sun blows shotguns across the moon/
I inhale to escape this hell to a place that’s passed the moon/
Fresh up off a star, Planet Marv, yes/
They want the boy to starve, I channel my thoughts and flex/
I traded my doubt for the money
Than out came the money
When honeys wouldn’t even appear/
I would sit hungry at home focus on my career putting 100’s and 100’s away/
Kept it 100 yall wouldn’t be fucking with me if I still wasn't fucking with me/
And no I don't blame you/
But no I can't hang with you/
I don't even know you, hard to understand you dudes/
(Stop mumbling nixxa)
I do it all for my fans
I want it all in my hands/
100’s and big booties til my hands crap I'm sorry I can’t/
No 9 to 5 could provide how I like mines/
Showed my brother how to go get it like wise/
Open shop now we go get it times 5/
We on the block fuck the code to the wifi/
I’ve been on it better go check your eye sight/
It’s okay tho, You better handle your business/
You chasing these bitches but when it comes to your chicken your Alfredo (Afraid Tho)/
Me I’m stacking these digits
While mackin and living/
With b*tches that do what I say so/
Pay attention we teaching you lessons on how to finesse, I’m a get what I came for/
[Bridge] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
[Chorus] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
(2X)
When the sun blows shotguns across the moon/
I arise to the skies like a rose in bloom/
Fresh up out the tomb/
Fresh to death, yes/
Cursed from womb to tomb/
But still Im blessed, yes/
I prefer the power of pimpin'/
No b*tches Im missin'/
Smoke up n keep outta my feelings/
I push my pimpin in pivot/
My foot down no slippin'/
Im grippin, Im grippin no slippin'/
Incase you missed it/
Just wait to talk when you listen/
Probably why you never get it/
Probably why you never winnin'/
The ending for you/
Me/
It's just the beginnin'/
Close the vents when Im ventin'/
No time to complain they say b*tchin's for b*tches/
My girl mary jane help for building them bridges from nixxa n b*tches/
Then burning them b*tches/
No crosses for crossers now wishing they didn't/
Fvck em/
I bury my digits Im stashing them b*tches right next to the snitches/
I share my b*tches with b*tches/
And share my b*tches with b*tches/
Cuz most of you nixxas is b*tches/
Becoming b*tches to b*tches/
All this real pimpin' I know that you feel it/
Need no congregation for churchin' this pimpin'/
Yea, need no congregation for churchin' this pimpin'/
[Bridge] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
[Verse 2] - Marv illest
When the sun blows shotguns across the moon/
I inhale to escape this hell to a place that’s passed the moon/
Fresh up off a star, Planet Marv, yes/
They want the boy to starve, I channel my thoughts and flex/
I traded my doubt for the money
Than out came the money
When honeys wouldn’t even appear/
I would sit hungry at home focus on my career putting 100’s and 100’s away/
Kept it 100 yall wouldn’t be fucking with me if I still wasn't fucking with me/
And no I don't blame you/
But no I can't hang with you/
I don't even know you, hard to understand you dudes/
(Stop mumbling nixxa)
I do it all for my fans
I want it all in my hands/
100’s and big booties til my hands crap I'm sorry I can’t/
No 9 to 5 could provide how I like mines/
Showed my brother how to go get it like wise/
Open shop now we go get it times 5/
We on the block fuck the code to the wifi/
I’ve been on it better go check your eye sight/
It’s okay tho, You better handle your business/
You chasing these bitches but when it comes to your chicken your Alfredo (Afraid Tho)/
Me I’m stacking these digits
While mackin and living/
With b*tches that do what I say so/
Pay attention we teaching you lessons on how to finesse, I’m a get what I came for/
[Bridge] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
[Chorus] - Travis Lavoe
10,000 hours finessin' nixxas gettin rich/
10,000 hours of dodging charges on the strength/
10,000 hours of straight chargin' it to b*tch/
I might not know alotta shxt, but im an expert at this/
(2X)
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