Lyrics: 


get it and got it and get it again 
ride for my brothers in definite end
 i’m not riding with killers but sure we gone’ sin 
devilish whore with a devilish grin 
mind over power and money and bills 
won’t stop till i’m dumb rich and live in the hills 
another motherfucker talking to you 
lie on my name i got nothing to prove 

pulling up in a blacked out coup 
showin up most swag in the room 
pouring up now we drunk and assume 
blowing up finna go to the moon 

when i show up in a benz ay 
money, power no friends ay 
fucking up till the end ay 
my downfall is myself ay 

16 and i’m better than most 
kill the scene and i’m still a young ghost 
chasing dreams but i keep my soul 
enemies keep a grudge won’t go, won’t go
keeping my soul
bullied at school, always alone 
now i’m a king, sit in my throne
won’t say shit, that’s what i thought ay 

run it back up wit a team ay 
i’m a devilish cunt i’m a fiend ay
i been working and grinding all week ay 
so you ain’t got shit on me 
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get it and got it and get it again 
ride for my brothers in definite end
 i’m not riding with killers but sure we gone’ sin 
devilish whore with a devilish grin 
mind over power and money and bills 
won’t stop till i’m dumb rich and live in the hills 
another motherfucker talking to you 
lie on my name i got nothing to prove 

pulling up in a blacked out coup 
showin up most swag in the room 
pouring up now we drunk and assume 
blowing up finna go to the moon 

imma do what they said i never could 
bitch i’m heaven sent, on a pedestal 
i’m the fucking devil better bow to some 
you better pay respect, i’ll never bow to one 

16 and i’m better than most 
kill the scene and i’m still a young ghost 
chasing dreams but i keep my soul 
enemies keep a grudge won’t go, won’t go
keeping my soul
bullied at school, always alone 
now i’m a king, sit in my throne
won’t say shit, that’s what i thought ay 

fuck you to the pricks 
imma make it out the mud and the sticks 
detention and avarice 
till i’m making money and i’m dumb rich 
doing this shit aint ever gone miss 
out of the city it’s all on my list 
came from the dirt and never talked shit 
remember my name imma never gone’ miss no

No Algorithm - Avarice (prod. cobra)

No Algorithm.