ran off

I just did a touchdown in my new foreign I just did a touchdown in my new foreign i just climb on top of a mountain sky rocket new view I'm balling in the club like it's new years hop off the porch and got me a bag stared jugging in the streets like I'm on a mission I'm five feet away from my success I'm on a map I gotta finish the mission drinking lean to make my pain go away in thicking about my past I'm feeling like a boss and a judge I gotta finish make ing move I'm own boss I don't need judge to find me I'm foce on casing my bag in going to the racks fuck with these hater gotta to say ran on the plug I fell like a new man now I'm racing to my jeweler new I'm starting to sell brick now I got glock ready to shot shit you ain tough little boys fuck your soul to I don give a fuck on feelings