QT Tha Label - Momentum

Stack all the currency
Put up a curry 3
It’s automatic burn from the 1st degree
Mullah the family
You cannot hang wit me
Keep me some bank
Keeping that thang wit me
No I’m not green
Peep out the masonry
Envious cautiously step in the ring
Emphatically reaching the masses so casually
Indent in yo shit call it practicality
Actually a nigga more hotter than Hattie bs
Cold as a tundra these niggas some caterpies
Abra kadabra to alakazam
You wanted the beef and you sizzled like spam
I got it right now so don’t hold on my hand
They wanted to battle but left all of they bands
Bitch I’m tha label tha label tha label tha label and I’m ready to spaz
Releasing the hounds and they all on yo ass
Sit back and watch these hoes do they dance
X rated I’m tryna get in they pants
I wrote up the deal and signed the advance
Rip to the legends that passed
Pour up the potion as they filling the stands
Majik make it disappear in his hands
Young Moses and saint in the wraith in the back
we throwing parties til no one can stand
The money we blowing is silly and sad
Cash me a check I invest in some land
Revive all the land sold it back to man
Runnin through all the blocks like the rams
Drug dealing selling sacks to the fans
5 songs for quick fix I tell them hoes wazzam
Never I will ever cease the momentum
I’m picking my slack up
Lit up like a Christmas tree the presents aint even been wrapped up
Coming from poverty barely had enough to make me a snack bruh
I know that you feeling me pray to yo god before you attack us
Condensation on the tinted glass
See the lights so I did the dash
Slang the Ford then push the jag
That’s one hell of a price tag
Feeding the Porsche premium
I cannot fill it no more
Then I switch off to sport
Smashing yo girl she a whore
Just another woman scorned
She asking for Christian Dior
I cannot feed her no more
Honesty down to my core
Loyalty since I was born
Loving my life even more
Mullah family got it now dress em all up for the morgue
Set em all up for the gore
I was so used to the poor
Now it’s marble on the floor
You can’t get this at the store
Pick up the hammer assemble the squad
Defeating the phony the fake and the floge
90 percent of the time it’s a vibe
The other 10 we bussing back and we dodge
Check out the hive the honeys are nice
Spot me a nine wit a eight and some dimes
I do not mind it’s room for 5
But can still choose five deep when we slide
Aspirations to thrive As they coming to life
Nobody can stop what’s to come truth and lies
Who real and who fake it’s on you to decide
We know who the truth where the pudding resides
Truthfully the tracks are in motion and glide
Drip off the coat and my shoes with the tie
It’s a hella of a time but no time like the grind
Maximize the profits and rise
Big toys keep ya children inside
Hublot wrist cold all my babies are covered up nice
Gamble your life when u rolling the dice
The stakes remain high and so is the price
Decisions decisions too many decide
Precision no missing come step to my tribe
We leave em diminished so remember the time
Never I will ever cease the momentum
I’m picking my slack up
Lit up like a Christmas tree the presents aint even been wrapped up
Coming from poverty barely had enough to make me a snack bruh
I know that you feeling me pray to yo god before you attack us

Written by:
Quenton Harper

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