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4th quarter flow - silverdollar lyrics

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late night rolling bumping silverdollar all night
cruising round the city just to get my mind right;
i’ma shine all the time in my limelight
freestyling while my barber get my line right

hopping in the booth since i was 7 years old
mob-town baby, you already know what we on;
all them haters can’t take it, they be losing their dome
making less than everybody but you doing the most

i’m just try’na make $100,000 on a bad day
chain jiggin, diamonds dancing on me like a ballet;
want that money flowing, coming for me in and out of state
rocking shows, being famous, seeing lights, and getting paid

we been making major moves, on the way to the top
ain’t no waiting, hesitating, either ready or not;
call me silverdollar baby i been ready to pop
catch you slipping and i’m sliding in and taking your spot

it’s a certified banger with my bro on the beat
stepping out, you know it’s gone be something cold on my feet;
throw that ice on, i gotta have some gold in my rings
lower body color camo with the polo my tee

bout to put my city on, get it done with this one
last time somebody repped mobile was throw some d’s, rich boy;
2017 moved to atl, but i don’t do it for the a, i do it for al

music thumping, silver bumping, when i’m roaming the streets
don’t even gotta turn your head, already knowing it’s me;
catch me hoopin in the day and later flowing to beats
every session i be flexing, i’m unloading the beast

every lesson is a blessing, gotta know when you see
put some water in my diamonds now they frozen to me;
staying up every night try’na get to the check
coming fresh off a tape, time to get to what’s next

i done had a couple rappers try to start that beef
i could spit it back at em yo but that ain’t me;
they don’t know better, they just want attention it seems
but i don’t have time to focus on the simpler things

i got better things still to get off of my bucket list
that mcd’s flow, everybody loving this;
i hold it down for them around me at the start of it
rapping, got my heart in it, and i be going hard in it

(they, they) they want you to chill, i got no chill
all these haters dumb fake, they don’t know real;
i want the type of money where they think i dope deal
freestyling in the whip, call it road k!ll

any means necessary back to the bread
got a couple old friends who need a smack to the head;
throwing paper in the club, i’m try’na stack it instead
so i can fly a lamborghini with the black and the red

gotta get it, only time i take a nap when i’m dead
more bars than someone who got attacked by the feds;
momma told me be a doctor, i’m a rapper instead
she gone be scratching her head when i make that kind of bread

highly antic-p-ting, i’m history in the making
i set my bars high, when i drop em they keep breaking;
every rapper out there wants a crib and some fly cars
but gotta burn a milky way to try and get hot bars

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late night rolling bumping silverdollar all night (yeah)
cruising round the city just to get my mind right (yeah);
i’ma shine all the time in my limelight (yeah)
freestyling while my barber get my line right

- silverdollar lyrics

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