[Intro - Trademark Da Skydiver]
Yeah
Nothing less than success
Will be accepted
Take this come-up shit serious
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Yo

[Verse 1 - Trademark Da Skydiver]
Lames talk a lot of shit but I ain't tryin to hear that
I'm focused on my money and my high, bitch where the weed at
Trademark, I be that, n***a I know you see that
I stay up on my hustle like I'm flippin (pitch?) in G-packs
I'm in the stu', hollerin' it down call it 'D' raps
Put diamonds on my wrist, just to see them hoes react
Still anxious for the paper man don't make the villain relapse
It's been a long race finally on my victory lap, uh
They hate to see a real n***a with it
Only lames get offended when they see a player winnin'
Put myself in this position, self-sufficient since the beginning
One of the realest n***as in it, bitch I'm on and I ain't finished
I'm coming for the riches, I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success y'all know
What it is and what it ain't smoking good on my way to the bank
Sitting low, smell that stink? I'm bout to blow, fuck what you think
You know
[Chorus - Young Roddy]
But it's money over bitches, I need it all, though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
And I'm coming for the riches, I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
But it's money over bitches I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
And I'm coming for the riches, I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know

[Verse 2 - Young Roddy]
That money and my bank account that money in my denims
My money in my ? account, the money on my mental
Try to bounce back but feel flat the ground zero
But never will I quit I get back up and try again
Yeah the game told me that 'cause that's that shit that I was raised on
I pray that I get on that and I stay on
And I could care less I give a fuck about what they on
I'm on some other shit, couple steps away from rich, real shit
I got a vision to get all my n***as out that prison
I got a sister she told me stop calling woman bitches
I tried to be the system they told me I sound ridiculous
So fuck 'em they hate to see a n***a come from nothing
And they kill em they hate to see your n***a like me buzzin'
I'm on bubble, but all the good girls tell me I'm trouble
But I am though, but all the bad bitches say they love me
On the real though, literally them bad bitches love me
[Chorus - Young Roddy]
But it's money over bitches, I need it all, though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
And I'm coming for the riches, I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
But it's money over bitches I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know
And I'm coming for the riches, I need it all though
Will accept nothing less than success, y'all know