Noble - Dame D.O.L.L.A./Sy Ari Da Kid/Rick Ross

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Hold up

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Hold up

Hold up yeah

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The life and times of a noble

You lovin' me you lovin' me

Hood but in these million-dollar meetings comfortably

Comfortable

And they ain't bluffin' me

Lion share to with me

A sweet deal the only time

I'm in the bloody seats

Feel me

Pay me well

Or just don't pay me no attention

Lil' Hugh was him

And I'm the baby bro addition uh

Ah

Rock for

Who don't pay me no commission

If you playin' your position

I embrace the brodie mission boom

Boom

Don dolla bustin' plays for the free though

Can't put you on the line

If you gon' cave on the free throw

Meet a challenge

And get scraped on some deebo

This ain't for the emo

I was raised on the G code uh

Dark days made my truth come out in the light

That's the only way I know

Stayin' on go yeah

'Cause made men don't fold yeah

Aimin' on soil ayy

Please don't check for me

Check your engine light

I heard that you dapped you didn't like

Hey yeah couldn't be me

Showin' fake love uh

Yo check

Money to the ceiling

Such a burning feeling

Uh

Thirty minutes ate her ate her

Such a thorough finish

Ah

Candy-painted Caddy sat on thirty inches

Huh

Whip it real hard

They know fat boy

He still a chemist

If you can't accept defeat

You gotta be the best

Next to me an Eric B

It won't take nothin' less

Nah

Gucci jacket in my khaki with the matchin' vest

A double deck on my new yacht

And your ho comin' next

Woo

I don't wanna talk

If it ain't for the max

Huh

I just learned the money scramble quarterbacks

Huh

For the bag

Eat you like a garlic crab

But matter fact

Let me hit you

Then I call a cab

Bah

Call it fast money

Then I'm haulin'

Double M the flag

And still my almanac

Love ridin' on them bags

Then laugh down to brag

Blowin' kisses at your missus

But won't call her back

That

Maybach music

Maybach music

Maybach music

Maybach music

Huh

Dark days made my truth come out in the light

That's the only way I know

Stayin' on go yeah

'Cause made men don't fold yeah

Aimin' on soil ayy

Please don't check for me

Check your engine light

I heard that you dapped niggas you didn't like

Hey yeah couldn't be me

Huh

The difference is

I ain't sensitive in my dog days

I call plays that usually end in parlays

Got control you might think I live in an arcade

Star paid got it on lock from Ogden to Barclays

It's different

When your upbringing was militant

Had to keep my antennas up

They took my innocence

I roll the dice and shoot a seven

Took the game

It's a two-eleven

Call God that's 'tween you and reverend