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want to be sitting on top of the mount

where bitches burnt bridges or bops can't shit on my clout

to cop what i shop you need to recount

don't plot or plan my account to dry out

Caught red handed no dollars in stocks

shocked how im still invested in god

Dropped my ego while walking this walk

Stopped my pride from blinding this thought

though these days all of my time is at work

I carry lessons the learnt from the lord

check and see my seed planted im planning to grow grass and weeds

 

Quite proud

but first i ask if a lame can turn to fame

say

then plan a reroute

where most of yall need check ya wallet to shop

richness can reach me wallet

on my way up to meet cole world