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[Chorus: Azizi Gibson] We goin' up up and away Money, ballin' Always stylin' Want it, got it Like it, buy it Cause a, riot Nigga, quiet Gotta try Get the fuck from out my face Pull up, pop up She a starter Don't get caught up You a baller Aim smarter Keep your feet up I'm sorry that's my motherfuckin' ego [Verse 1: Azizi Gibson] I wanna grow up gettin' guwop Boy, I would rather die than put you on I've worked too hard for the mula I used to live abroad with the cool ones I feel like a star when it's lit up So you know there's plenty hoes in the picture Nah, we won't tell a soul, my nigga Your story's gettin' old, go figure [Bridge: Azizi Gibson] I was sent to find you niggas (I was sent to find all of you) I'm here to remind you niggas (I'm here to remind all of you, yeah) (I'm the Reaper) I was sent to find you niggas (I'm here to, here to, here to, here to) Here to remind you niggas I'm the Reaper [Chorus: Azizi Gibson] Money, ballin' Always stylin' Want it, got it Want it, buy it Cause a, riot Nigga, quiet Gotta try Get the fuck from out my face Pull up, pop up She a starter Don't get caught up You a baller Aim smarter Keep your feet up I'm sorry that's my motherfuckin' ego [Verse 2: Big KRIT] That ballin' shit I been about since a youngin on the corner Watchin' them old school cars, go creepin' by Like I need one when I'm on it Playin' the field, tryna come up on a mil' Visible set with the grill Crackin' the seal, pour this champagne 'til it's spilled Tell them bitches how I feel Nothin' gon' hold me back Fuck them niggas never cut them slack Know my worth and go and double that Never let my feelings get attached Keep it one hundred from the start Always get the money � la carte Separate from the haters and the bitches 'Cause I made a move, and I made it far, and I made a mark And they devastated 'cause I'm elevated Bought the section and they never made it Red carpet, dreamin' on a ho See it, buy it then I let it show Bust a band and I let it go Bust a band and I throw some more Want a thoroughbred for the steelo That fell in love with my ego [Chorus: Azizi Gibson] Money, ballin' Always stylin' Want it, got it Like it, buy it Cause a, riot Nigga, quiet Gotta try Get the fuck from my my face Pull up, pop up She a starter Don't get caught up You a baller Aim smarter Keep your feet up I'm sorry that's my motherfuckin' ego