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Wheels up, I’m takin’ off, that G6 in the sky,

Lambo doors lift like wings, I was born to fly.

Money long like a runway, stack it ‘til it’s sunny,

Fast cars, private jets, I’m addicted to the money.

Cruisin’ in the ’Rari, paint drip like cherry,

V12 purr like a tiger, life sweet like dairy.

Gold on my wrist, time frozen like winter,

Pull up to the scene, make ‘em shiver, no splinter.

Jump in the jet, no TSA,

Straight to the top, that’s where I stay.

Clouds in my mirror, haters in the past,

I don’t drive slow — life movein’ too fast.

Wheels up, I’m takin’ off, that G6 in the sky,

Lambo doors lift like wings, I was born to fly.

Money long like a runway, stack it ‘til it’s sunny,

Fast cars, private jets, I’m addicted to the money.

Money talk loud, I don’t need no speaker,

Diamonds in my grill, shine cold like a freezer.

Pull up in the Ghost, floatin’ like a dream,

Paint so clean, lookin’ like whipped cream.

Penthouse views, I don’t rent — I own,

Wi-Fi in the sky, makin’ deals on the phone.

From the dirt to the Forbes, I never been lucky,

Just drive, just fly, keep the hustle on monthly.

Car keys, jet seats, new fits, fresh feets,

Rims spin, bands flip, every day’s a repeat.

Ain’t no limit, I’m the pilot,

Sky’s not enough — I’m goin’ hypersilent.

Wheels up, I’m takin’ off, that G6 in the sky,

Lambo doors lift like wings, I was born to fly.

Money long like a runway, stack it ‘til it’s sunny,

Fast cars, private jets, I’m addicted to the money.