CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Less Friends More Victory

Countin' money by the hunnids
Park the lamborghini at the summit
Either way it flip, we could run it
Never started none of this sh*t, I just gave 'em what they wanted

I keep cuttin' folks up out the circle, I can't trust nobody, aw
Four-five on my waist in case I really have to touch somebody

Okay, the dash is digital
I let the money talk, so the brags are minimal
I spend it all the second it comes, and I still I have residuals
Played the fool 'cause they see the tats and cannot get past the visuals
But I'm a bad individual, I say the word and this sh*t gettin' critical
And I hustle for mine, I don't pity the pitiful
They was elated picturin' my downfall, now I'm leavin' 'em cynical
I'm on the upswing from the top floor, I expand my peripheral
And I came from the mud with the dirt on my fingers and servin' the minerals
Wasn't no one comin' to save me, I had to get mine
Feds come to my crib, I never 6ix9ine
I never let 'em back in the circle, second they switch sides
Came under Stunna, so I do it big time

Countin' money by the hunnids
Park the lamborghini at the summit
Either way it flip, we could run it
Never started none of this sh*t, I just gave 'em what they wanted