Just added takeoff's verse from the demos, didn't add rich the kid because I wanted it to be a 100% migos verse, as a tribute to takeoff

we did it kid instrumental by the vision

LYRICS

[Verse 1]
Not nice, or the meanest
Feelin' sorry for my mama 'nem
Survivor's guilt really get old
Whole gang in the end zone
Not nice, or the meanest
Heaven's Gate when I get home
Color palettes lookin' Pantone
'Bout to turn into a phantom
Cameras off, get to flippin' lights
She ain't happy with the other guy
Had an argument the other night
I ain't even get to 'pologize
While I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised
I'ma show face 'til I get tired
Don't carе about event size
Lookin' at you through a fishеye
I'm never nice, or the meanest
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah

[Bridge]
We here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Well Hello There!)
Hands up, V's up for my man
For Abloh, rest in peace to my man
I see your feet prints in the sand
We did everything that we planned

[Verse 2]
Huncho, I shitted big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid
Like a nigga just got potty trained
Hourglass, how her body came
Chop 'em down, with the what-it-name
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin you
Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy
Bitch ridin' with a felony
See the jealousy
The struggle made me a better me
Why you talkin', is you payin' me?
Lamborghini, cotton candy
If I fuck her, she gon' have the baby
I'm the plan A, and the plan B
Quarter million to the nannies
I'm the head of the family
Takeoff, bring it home
I threw the bank with my mans on
Open the bible and read songs
Beat up my chest like I'm king kong
My mans he died for this
My momma she cried for this
I took some lies with pride, I opened my eyes
Now we at the top of the list, wow, look at this shit
My momma had to cry for this
My gang had to slide for this
Pistol Pete had to die for this
Doin' time through the wire for this
Fresh out the bricks to a brick
We steppin' outside with the shit
Hannah Montana with grits
That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz
I'm up, I'm rich, look at my bitch, she fine and rich
Studied the game and I find the glitch
Hustler, I got a mind like Mitch
He not poppin', he kind of lit
He not wealthy, he kind of rich
Niggas ain't trippin', just signed this shit
Hunnid mill', we'll split
If it's fifty mill', we'll split
If it's two in one, they'll split
Three bitches split a G6
These platinum plaques ain't nothin'
I stand over 'em take a piss
I stand over and take a shit
This a hunnid thousand on the wrist
Get the money, never politic
Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks
Young nigga with the birds, Kyle Pitts
In the Ye-dium, 'Cedes Benz
Kid gon' play with 'em, he got friends
He know Migo them, knock off limbs
Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's
Ridin' Presidential with the rims
Helpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz
No new friends, Nobu with my twins
Remember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in
Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens
I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick
Thank God I'm alive and rich
No lie, I survived the trench
Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous
That's the reason I don't talk of this
Hand-built it like a carpenter did it
Shootin' bullets out the cars for this
Tattoos and the scars for this
'Member when we used to borrow fits

[Verse 3]
Ladies and gentlemen
Feast your eyes on the winner's dance
But this is a different
Holy ground when I'm on the 'Gram
They hate me it give me adrenaline
The demons is makin' me sin again
I need to change how I'm livin' it
Take too much money to get rid of 'em
We did it, kid, we did it
I love when she playin' submissive
I need to finish my mission
I need my kids to be Christian
All of my hits to be hittin'
All of my people, they listen
Who gon' go make us a difference?
You know I fit the description
And my man had to die for this
Somebody got to die for this
Whole city finna ride for this
Say your prayer, we need God for this
And we still livin' marvelous
Pray for people in the war for this
And they make a new law for this
'Fore we ever get caught for this
We got everything that we want
I'm with Elon Musk, eatin' lunch
I bought a new crib at the space station
I can park my rocket in the front
And that money comin' in a bunch
I done had to fill it in a hunch
I'ma win whenever I say when
I got too much power on my tongue
I got horse power in the trunk
We too tough, they too punk
Thought I was comin' and I ain't do none
I was just scaring niggas, that was fun
Takin' the war since I was young
I go to war, just me and my gun
I'm with it all when we in the crunch
A real king, go stand in the front
Ladies and gentlemen
We'll be superheroes when we finish this
Pray for the innocent
The Ukraine and its citizens
Look at the shoes that I'm sittin' in
Ain't nobody out winnin' him
They say it's written
Well, it's written then
This one is different

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