Cordae - Seven Million** lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, huh [Verse] Last year, I made seven million, didn't have to do a single fu*kin' show Shoutout to my ni**as up at Coca-Cola for the check they cut me at the Super Bowl All my life moments is a super roll, been like Dr. Dre, he got a super boat Last night, I was textin' Jack Dorsey, that's the perks you get for being super dope This is real life, ain't no actin' it, all these rap ni**as, they be rappin' (Uh) Every little thing I do is mad different, got my lil' cousin playin' badminton Gave my lil' bro a quick fifty-piеce, he got the wholе motherfu*kin' trap hittin' I was stackin' up all these assets, [can't be cooked up in any bad men ?] Like woah, hey, I keep that drip on me My ni**a, I'm big homie Hey, I can't ever slip, homie My momma might flip on me Like woah, hey, drop-top coupe in the motherfu*kin' summer, I rest my case Like woah, hey, all of they [?] with every single breath I take Like...