Jay N.D. & RYNLNRD - True

Got no room for the cap
We too smooth for the trap
While you losing a lap
Young tycoon that's a fact
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
I'm like ooh bring it back
I'm like, I'm like
Got no room for the cap
We too smooth for the trap
While you losing a lap
Young tycoon that's a fact
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
Mmm hmm
I make it rain like monsoons
I want a ton of some rangoons
BFMG, while you niggas was sleep
We took off on our dreams and we land soon
Flights between Cabo and Cancun
Loaded with paper like heirlooms
That's my lil homie he high as a kite
But I think he aight, yea we lit for the night
Floating on clouds yea we be outta sight
Hand on the stick, yea I think she my type
Fuck up your world when I give you that pipe
Feeding my family with these megabytes
Keep it on G, yea we locked in for life
We dominate, yea we moved on from hate
Sold all the property, then liquidate
Built my estate staking up paper plates
Got no room for the cap
We too smooth for the trap
While you losing a lap
Young tycoon that's a fact
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
I'm like ooh bring it back
I'm like, I'm like
Got no room for the cap
We too smooth for the trap
While you losing a lap
Young tycoon that's a fact
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that
Nothing truer than that

Written by:
Jamius Virgil, Justin Howard, Ryan Russell

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