HALL OF FAME (HOF) Lyrics

Quarter mill in salary

Expecting greatness from my seeds

If I end up in the hall of fame

Will my babies make the league ?

These the questions for a king

I'm not asking y'all a thing

Every opportunity

I'm closing cases like the rings

I am 1 of 1

I'm spitting cadence like some army drums

I know exactly what you need

I just ain't send the funds

The time has passed

I don't think you gon make it

The music yall been making

Turning out too basic

The business yall doing

Really on some fake shit

I signed myself

I had to boss up the arrangement

When I'm in that big body don't need lane assist

Im praying several times a day

This is some godly Rizz

You need the owner

Well that asked me just to show up

She want that sushi every night

So let's talk mo' bucks

I'm trying to buy some real estate

And make like several plays

The place I used to stay

Not helpful for my mental state

I'm on this beat

Like fat boy just made a kitchen plate

My mama good

If she need money

Ima send it straight

The rent due

And you know I got it

Mortgage money

So I need the profit

I'm in Atlanta

But I got the rockets

Protect myself

Before I let y'all stop this

New Mali Empire

The only option

Connect the dots

Talking fiber optic

Bars on a mission for greatness

I cannot play

Young Tony stark

I am too rich to wait n place

Arranging all these lyrical victories

I am him

Can't drive the porsche In the ville

Black skin

That's the same city

That they killed Breonna in

Thankful for the times

I seen my family as my freidns

Don't hate on me

You need to focus on ur grind

I put myself in this foreign

That came wit time

Quarter mill in salary

Expecting greatness from my seeds

If I end up in the hall of fame

Will my babies make the league ?