100k Ree - TOP Tier (feat. $park)

Even the preacher man knows my purpose
Put my soul in all these verses
Still around some niggas known for filling up churches
Put them on your head if the shit really worth it
Before a nigga ever punched a clock I was working
Never touched a bar still good with the service
Always on the drug cause the money got me nervous
Seen stars in the ghost now I feel like Curtis
Headed straight to the top
Know the money on the clock
Always put it in the pot
So the shit don’t stop
If nigga wanna reach they gon pull the glock
And you know they never missing picking birds out the flock
Now the money don’t make my name
But it sure gon make shit change
Give a fuck about no fame
Will the money really fill my pain
Money really heal my pain I’m splurging
Bet a nigga ain’t around me not working
I done hit dem streets full speed I’m swerving
I done dropped me a four in my cup no bourbon
Front street or catch me in da cut like a surgeon
All these bags in da trunk ridin round nervous
Brodie itching to buss high off perkys
Want the dick but she like spark come serve me
Walk in and I got her hypnotized
She a real stallion got ass wit da biggest thighs
Bag up running dis block like a enterprise
Act up internet nigga get minimized
Count racks up running dat shit up way thru da sky
Mob but Ian got me on no suit n tie
Two face it can eitha way do or die
Ten toes ain’t running from shit boy my shoes untied
Headed straight to the top
Know the money on the clock
Always put it in the pot
So the shit don’t stop
If nigga wanna reach they gon pull the glock
And know they never missing picking birds out the flock
Now the money don’t make my name
But it sure gon make shit change
Give a fuck about no fame
Will the money really fill my pain
Bags in bags in , everybody freeze when the pack in
I was fronting niggas on the back end
Anybody else thinks I’m taxing
Sipping Houston like the oilers
My Lil bitch so bad ima spoil her
You know that I’m tryna get rich from sixty off a quarter
Move like I can’t even afford her
I talk to the lord everyday
Still struggle with demons cause we are relate
So don’t hit my phone if it ain’t bout a play
Passed all my math classes, by weighing up eigths
So what is a dollar if you ain’t gon chase it
Only thing keeping me sane through these phases
The reason why some of my niggas got cases
Ima make a Milli out the basement
Headed straight to the top
Know the money on the clock
Always put it in the pot
So the shit don’t stop
If nigga wanna reach they gon pull the glock
And know they never missing picking birds out the flock
Now the money don’t make my name
But it sure gon make shit change
Give a fuck about no fame
Will the money really fill my pain
Headed straight to the top
Know the money on the clock
Always put it in the pot
So the shit don’t stop
If nigga wanna reach they gon pull the glock
And know they never missing picking birds out the flock
Now the money don’t make my name
But it sure gon make shit change
Give a fuck about no fame
Will the money really fill my pain

Written by:
Khyre Reynolds, Travis Blake

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