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Top of the ship, like Marina Bay Sands, Imma live it up now or I never will
'Since I trapped out the block, I've been crying everyday, but I gotta sit tight, gotta hold still
From the car to the plane, Imma fly with the pain, never once looked back, and I never will
It's the way life goes, Imma ride with the wave, now I'm doing all that like I'm showing off
Tally days 'cause you know that shit be numbered
Miles apart but you know that we stay blooded
Bad blood, shit is bitter with the charmers
Kept the chips, but I dipped without the karma
Wasn't rich but we lived like we wanted to
Gotta glimpse of the life we gon' get into
Run the math, do percents, on the revenue
And the Richards in my pockets, they was residue
'Fore I left you know a nigga had the big dreams
And I'm glad I got to see that shit in 3D
So I couldn't make it here without the broskis
And that's why since
Top of the ship, like Marina Bay Sands, Imma live it up now or I never will
'Since I trapped out the block, I've been crying everyday, but I gotta sit tight, gotta hold still
From the car to the plane, Imma fly with the pain, never once looked back, and I never will
It's the way life goes, Imma ride with the wave, now I'm doing all that like I'm showing off
Gotta ton on back, I done tried to relax
I've been chugging in dozens, and I've been cracking 'em packs
Got my head to the table, I put my pen to the paper
And now my memories buzzing, 'cause all this shit coming back, dog
I'm laughing, I admit it
Time flying and I'm walkin in it
I want it, I come get it
Cloud 9 drive, and I'm drifting in it
I took it easy on 'em
Too fast, second hand just made me dizzy
18 years of life is art, it's my graffiti
Opps cappin', but this KINGPIN wearing crowns
Good karma, like the people in my circle, come around
Left a mark on the block like a sharpie on the map
Yeah we bled, and it clot, but we always picked the scabs
Got the cheese, set the trap, that's why all my opps are rats
Memories last, I live in past, and life moving fast, an actor to cast, is it what it is, dog
Bigger the trips, the bigger the tips, the wetter the drip, the more niggas want, the faker the scripts, dog
Top of the ship, like Marina Bay Sands, Imma live it up now or I never will
'Since I trapped out the block, I've been crying everyday, but I gotta sit tight, gotta hold still
From the car to the plane, Imma fly with the pain, never once looked back, and I never will
It's the way life goes, Imma ride with the wave, now I'm doing all that like I'm showing off
Gotta ton on back, I done tried to relax
I've been chugging in dozens, and I've been cracking 'em packs
Got my head to the table, I put my pen to the paper
And now my memories buzzing, 'cause all this shit coming back, dog