Released on March 14, 2025

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[Verse 1]

I gotta be the one to go & get it

I’m thinkin' large investments, oil in Texas this where they buy it & sip it

I pull up & charge this tesla then pull off the lot inna Benz it's premium smoke inna whip

Get to charging extra, I just can’t run outta gas if I do then I'm flying in zips

I ain’t trynna impress you

How niggas think they done passed me know they ain’t really on shit

Only time a test it

Who really made this shit last & who barely got em a fix

Niggas be false pretending from start to finish then end up gettin caught inna mix

They told me stayin' down til you come a hard commitment wasn’t hard to commit

Uh, uh

Sippin these lines used to write em down

Niggas got habits stronger than they grind

Then they go wonder why they don’t shine

I know these hoes worse trynna trap a n**** poppin tags it should be a crime

I put some mo purp up in this baby bottle girl I know that baby ain’t mine


[Verse 2]

Gone handle ya business I won’t even mind

Make some mo millions fo’ I even sign

What i say they gone feel but I ain’t leadin' blind

Sell a verse like it’s drank you gone pay the line

& They know about may why the fuck would you lie

I had business in play since my first hundred thousand

I got momma a place before I went bought a diamond

Since a boy made a way I’m the man of the house

And please don’t ask me for none no mo I ain’t doing no favors

When you got it they love you & praise you

You run out it can’t nobody save you

I ain’t Ghazi but I'll run a label

I make profit put deals on the table

Soon as the Maybach’s pull in the front you know MAY back in I do everything Mayjor

Everything Mayjor

I do everything Mayjor

Soon as the Maybach’s pull in the front you know MAY back in I do everything Mayjor


[Verse 3]

Yeah

I’m back

I don’t even much want hear niggas rap

I’m on top countin' racks where it get lonely

All these new niggas whack ain’t got shit on me

Like a bitch how they act diamonds hittin on me

Don’t condone in no cap this the real only

Catch em dolo no pack see if he still on it

And I go through a lot never went through no big homie

Wrist on me keep getting colder

That bitch almost as froze as my shoulder

Business get done with me thought I had told you

They thought I was dumb cause I pour up in sodas

I’m pullin' back up to the spot in a rover

Then pull up pop trunk in the SWAT like a soldier

Say fuck being the hottest took Ma out that yota

I’m done living modest I pop out it’s over


[Verse 4]

It’s over

They left me I still came out loaded

Couldn’t count on my hands all the times niggas folded

I count on my plan and I ride with the Motive

Round here ain’t no playin with this shit niggas know this

I’m chasin' dead presidents ain’t ever voted

That pape bring you relevance fuck gettin promoted

That hate make me better i’m glad you done showed it

Til i’m back in my residence make sho I tote it

Catch who slip? I ain’t saw no threat

Fell off quick I ain’t fall off yet

Fuck em they leave they gone come back around

What you want lead? or be talk of the town

I don’t even need em to give me no crown they feed into bullshit & praising these clowns

Families I feed know I'm holdin' shit down

Niggas ain’t me they ain’t good as they sound


[Outro]

Yea, MIA shit niggas

Been on

Whatever they did we done been on

Ain’t just get big I done been on