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[Intro: Jevon] Yeah, yeah, yeah (Aye) Yeesh, Yeesh, Yeesh Y'all know who it is (Aye) [Chorus: Jevon] We gettin this paper just me and my n****s Yeah, Yeah, Yeah We stacking it up til we hit seven figures Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And right after that get our mommas a crib Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And pull up on haters like look what we did Yeah, Yeah, Yeah She wanted a necklace got her a medallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I might move to Houston for Megan thee stallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah They talking bout oh so you feeling yo self Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I asked for no hand outs, I did it myself Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Verse 1: Jevon] Im gettin this money whatever it takes (whatever it takes) I promised my momma to get her a place (Yeah, I'd get her a place) She want one in Georgia or maybe LA (Aye, Aye, Maybe LA) Have one out the country, have two in the states (Woo, Woo, two in the states) Im telling the critics get out of my face (Get out of my face) They hoping I fail, they praying I break (Yeah, praying I break) Im out of this world, I'm in outer space (Aye, in outer space, Alien) Ahead of my class like Emoni Bates (Woo, Woo, Emoni Bates) Im doing my thang just focused on me now They told me they didn't have room at the table I bet you they got me a seat now And shawty would clown, she never would call me But now she gone hit me on speed dial I used to be starving, so when chasing money I gotta be running like Zeke now Stay flat on my feet now [Chorus: Jevon] We gettin this paper just me and my n****s Yeah, Yeah, Yeah We stacking it up til we hit seven figures Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And right after that get our mommas a crib Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And pull up on haters like look what we did Yeah, Yeah, Yeah She wanted a necklace got her a medallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I might move to Houston for Megan thee stallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah They talking bout oh so you feeling yo self Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I asked for no hand outs, I did it myself Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Verse 2: Jevon] Im making these plays like Patrick Mahomes (Yeah, Yeah) Im all in my zone (Yeah) She tryna come through at three in the mone (Yeah, Yeah) Stop calling my phone (Yeah) She hitting me up like boy what you on? (Boy what you on?) Im writing a song (Writing a song) I play her the hook, she liking the hook Im Karl Malone They telling me that I prolly won't last (Woo) I don't stand a chance (Nah, Nah) Im all in my bag, im talking that cash Im doing my dance (Yeah, Yeah) She telling her friends she knows who I am She know what it is If shawty a ten, im shooting my shot (Shoot, Shoot) And I never miss (Cash) I started from the bottom, yeah im such a problem We are not the same, im in a separate column All they do is talk, and look how far it got em Baby what a lesson, something that I taught em Im just tryna get this paper Say goodbye to a hater Im too fly for you players I belong with the majors aye [Chorus: Jevon] We gettin this paper just me and my n****s Yeah, Yeah, Yeah We stacking it up til we hit seven figures Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And right after that get our mommas a crib Yeah, Yeah, Yeah And pull up on haters like look what we did Yeah, Yeah, Yeah She wanted a necklace got her a medallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I might move to Houston for Megan thee stallion (yeah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah They talking bout oh so you feeling yo self Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I asked for no hand outs, I did it myself Yeah, Yeah, Yeah