Im on another level
As now you aint have to speak
You cant hope for me nothing
Cause theres nothing that I need
Cause I got a lot of money
And a whole lot of weed
Push ,push that yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
n***a,n***a,n***a,n***a,n***a,n***a
Get molly and money
Yeah Im all about the figure
Running for the top
And my pen is the trigger
Got the mail man flow
All I do is deliver
Imma win all that
All I do is ball
And theres no turn back
So I had to fall back
Cause youre not like that
Imma fall real stupid
And the roof got left back
And all young n***a is impostors
Im from the same city
My n***az run in circles
We was moving out the rocks
My n***a Jay Z had the keys
So we locked
Hey dont stop
Since I made it to the top
And I appreciate the sh*t I made it on my block
Theres a lot of n***az switchin
And my man got knocked
And my cousin got 40
Im on another level
As now you aint have to speak
You cant hope for me nothing
Cause theres nothing that I need
Cause I got a lot of money
And a whole lot of weed
Push ,push that yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Money is the motto
n***az fakin
And I ride around solo
n***a Im from the West Coast
My whole family ghetto
My whole family ghetto
Their kids got metro
Give me some control
Im trying to do the do
Girl, can I take you home?
f**k your girl
And we put it on my bone
n***az said they wanna have the night
I will be at a party with a stack on my hands
And they get a bad b**ch
Turn it back
And make her leave me
Imma start trappin
So youre better off
Getting ghosts like Pac man
I asked her how she goes
She turned around and said dumb a**
Im on another level
As now you aint have to speak
You cant hope for me nothing
Cause theres nothing that I need
Cause I got a lot of money
And a whole lot of weed
Push ,push that yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
CLI until I die
Stupid damn rappers is what I supply
Plus I stay fliy
Fitted in the max
Swag down
All the tracks get wiped down
So according to plan
My future was snapped out
No fingers on my hands
For the n***az who had doubt
See not too many women would f**k with me
I always keep a bad b**ch as my company
Even now when the studis sees
Roll up the tree
Pull up a seat
Either get rich or stay broke
I chose the first choice
Me and my home boys
Birthday gang
Now all we see is real
Watch the bulls attack
b**ch
Im on another level
As now you aint have to speak
You cant hope for me nothing
Cause theres nothing that I need
Cause I got a lot of money
And a whole lot of weed
Push ,push that yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah
Push that yeah yeah