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[Verse 1]
Mo’ paper, mo’ haters, that’s a known fact
That’s why some niggas get on
They leave their town they never come back
I never done that
I understand that position cause stardom make you a target
They starving in my city
But I’m sliding in that Wraith, angel on the hood
I made it on by God’s grace, no enemies made it through
Getting high behind them gates
Bout to install a fountain in the living room
I’m higher than the moon

[Chorus]
Niggas tryna put my game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
I’m high beneath these palm trees
Bout to take over Wall Street
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Bitches tryna put the game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze

[Verse 2]
New studio built, fully equipped
I’m up in here round the clock wrapping bricks
Me and Rich on the quest like Johnny and Hadji
Coupe Maserati, cop that for my downest mami’s
You never see me drive it
Ferrari shorty but I’m always low riding
Bitches like to see G’s hit switches
My life is exciting, my life is enticing
Feds building [?] and files about me
But I’m straight you know my paper got me

[Chorus]
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Bitches tryna put the game on freeze
Jet Life, Jet Life
Jet Life, nigga yea
Jet Life

[Intro]
What’s it all for? What’s it all for?
What’s it all for? What’s it all for?
What’s it all for? What’s it all for?
Tell me what’s it – what’s it all for?
What’s it all for? Tell me what’s it all for?
What’s it all for? Yea

[Verse 1]
Crosses get thrown
Cliques get torn apart before they even really start getting on
Small change staying in the way of big money
Smoke some with your OG learn something
Wrist froze my soul ice cold, arm yellow gold
And cashed out a couple kilos
Cut my grass low built my fence high cause I that heard snakes fly
Shut your operation down from the inside
Get tapped in the wire before you realize trapping lied
Scramming for dollar signs
You gamble with your life only could lose one time
Shit, is it all worth the risk? Gotta decide before you step into this
Because the game don’t wait
Sideways burning rubber cause a nigga paper straight
I got some money put away and got some more on the way
Shit

[Hook](x2)
What’s it all for? What’s it all for, all for
Money and the power, what’s it all for?
Sleeping zero hours what’s it all for?

[Verse 2]
Tell you how dollars start a world war
Level 6 Benz coupe armored car
I really been mashing down the Autobon
Worldwide getting of the parmesan
Smoking in the pool with my diamonds on
Ice water what you call it though
She jumped in with nothing on
She know what she want

[Hook](x2)
What’s it all for? What’s it all for, all for
Money and the power, what’s it all for?
Sleeping zero hours what’s it all for?

[Intro]
Uh-oh
Somebody wanna donate a lighter to the cause?
G-Perico in the building and shit
Smoke one for my loved one

[Chorus]
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up your block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though

[Verse 1]
Still in it for the cash
Lotta niggas didn’t last
They was clowns of the class
School of hard knocks I passed
My engine beneath the glass
20 grand for the luxury tax
‘Cause I plan before I attack
Emotions had them niggas blowing they stacks
I’m in here smoking and pouring some Yak
90 inch TV I’m watching The Mack
I do my thing when it come to this rap
Underground king but do not call me that
Pimping upon the original
I hope that my legacy similar
Closing deals not singular
Show and we picking them digits up

[Chorus]
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though

[Verse 2]
I do my thing when it come to rap
I been buying more jewelery because of that
I dont have nothing to prove man
It’s just a lil stunting whats wrong with that
I tell you the play like a Quarterback
Got the Scarface crib where the water at
Gucci slides across Versace door mats
Welcome to the hustle where nobody love you
Shine after you struggle, a long time my brother
Snakes just think of ways that they can take it from ya
Thats what I discovered lazy motherfuckers
Just tryna leach game from real hustlers
Stop and teach them fools a lil something
But I gotta go I got another mil coming
Money chasing got my track shoes on
I’m running for it, yea

[Chorus]
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up your block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though

[Outro]
4 Phantoms in a row
You really seeing ghosts
Shit like a horror show
She sad like a funeral
But ain’t nobody die though
Creeping up the block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
I know you hear the horns blow
Wherever a king go
Call that a procession though
Professional

[Intro]
(Hurt what it do?)
(Hurtboy)
Man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got looking after us

[Hook: Yung Lean]
Five x pills bitch, I’m fucked out my mind
Orange and purple, green pills and lines
Put the knife to your mouth like the Joker, make you smile
Frozen city, Frozen Lord, Imma change the time
All my boys some goblins, snorting blow to unwind
Pour up a four, then I’m back on my grind
Change whether I tell ya
My brother got ’em drugs here, drugs saddler

[Verse 1: Yung Lean]
God on margielas (maisons)
Blood written love letters (Leandoer)
Leandoer do it better
Like a rack got some cheddar

[Bridge: Thaiboy Digital]
Lean on the phone said Thaiboy bro its the time zone
I cross two ocean now I’m higher than high bro
Two blunts up now I can’t stop
Two white SUV riding round the club

[Hook: Yung Lean]
Five x pills bitch, I’m fucked out my mind
Orange and purple, green pills and lines
Put the knife to your mouth like the Joker, make you smile
Frozen city, Frozen Lord, Imma change the time
All my boys some goblins, snorting blow to unwind
Pour up a four, then I’m back on my grind
Change whether I tell ya
My brother got ’em drugs here, drugs saddler

[Bridge: Thaiboy Digital]
Lean on the phone said Thaiboy bro its the time zone
I cross two ocean now I’m higher than high bro
Two blunts up now I can’t stop
Two white SUV riding round the club

[Verse 2: Yung Lean]
Hundred thousand on the floor
Cocaine on the couch
Stuffed the dead king cobra in my leather pouch
Thaiboy goon with me, he rolling weed on leather couch
Scarecrow gang coming through make you say “ouch!”
Hit the top
Flip the rocks
Getting top
I can’t stop
Imma go untill it starts
Sipping Willy Wonka
We call the drop
Keep cocaine in my sock
Margiala flip flops
Wanted to fuck kate bush
On the loft, you recruit the soft

[Hook: Yung Lean]
Five x pills bitch, I’m fucked out my mind
Orange and purple, green pills and lines
Put the knife to your mouth like the Joker, make you smile
Frozen city, Frozen Lord, Imma change the time
All my boys some goblins, snorting blow to unwind
Pour up a four, then I’m back on my grind
Change whether I tell ya
My brother got ’em drugs here, drugs saddler

[Verse 1]
You look out the window
While I look at you
Sayin’ I don’t know
Would be like saying that the sky ain’t blue
And boots weren’t made for sitting by the door
Since you don’t wanna stay anymore

[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
Guess I’ll see you ’round again
I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Yeah, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, there ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space, cowboy

[Verse 2]
After the gold rush, there ain’t no reason to stay
Shoulda learned from the movies that good guys don’t run away
But roads weren’t made to not go down
There ain’t room for both of us in this town

[Chorus]
So you can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
We had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
So you can have your space

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Oh, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space
Yeah, you can have your space
You can have your space
Cowboy