16 Figures Lyrics

16 figures rack Tommy Hilfiger

Been tryna speak life to the man in the mirror Fear no man I'm a lion den chiller

I Ain't worry bout you, my God is bigger

Stepping out the boat imma walk on water

Walking in light imma pop my flavor

A lot on my plate, I'm blessed and favor

Gotta thank my God the depression killer

Aye

Yeah

Depression killer

Made it out the mud

Yeah I made it out the cut

I was tryna get the bag, I was outside

Remember them days we were stuck in the Fields

We were tryna make plays in the trap house

In the trap house, tryna make plays in the trap House

Young and I'm tryna get rich

Nobody wanna die broke

Money the root of all evil

No I ain't selling my soul

Treasure in Heaven my God got a plan

Hustle and grinding we making amends

I can't go out wilding out for the bands

Keep it a hunnid, won't sit on the fence

My God is Good, my God is great

Foot on the gas I ain't taking no breaks

Can't grip on possession, the devil got tricks

I'm fresh in the church tryna post for the pic

Don't have a Milly but I got my daily bread

My God made a way in the wilderness

A lot on my plate I know I'm bless

Can't be stressing bout non imma say a Prayer

16 figures rack Tommy Hilfiger

Been tryna speak life to the man in the mirror Fear no man I'm a lion den chiller

I Ain't worry bout you, my God is bigger

Stepping out the boat imma walk on water

Walking in light imma pop my flavor

A lot on my plate, I'm blessed and favor

Gotta thank my God the depression killer

16 figures rack Tommy Hilfiger

Been tryna speak life to the man in the mirror Fear no man I'm a lion den chiller

I Ain't worry bout you, my God is bigger

Stepping out the boat imma walk on water

Walking in light imma pop my flavor

A lot on my plate, I'm blessed and favor

Gotta thank my God the depression killer

Aye

Yeah

Depression killer

Made it out the mud

Yeah I made it out the cut

I was tryna get the bag, I was outside

Remember them days we were stuck in the Fields

We were tryna make plays in the trap house

In the trap house, tryna make plays in the trap House

They do anything for a dollar

These youngins they worship the pesos, Dinero

You switched on your bro for the Cheddar

A slave to economy, this ain't monopoly

You hit the trap tryna get you the bag

You drop outta school, now you stuck with the Feds

Two sides to the game, in the pen or you Dead

Can't let the greediness get to my head

Gotta live with content

It's all vanity in the end

Free yourself from the greed and torment

Live in peace, I know God got a plan yea

I rather wait on the blessings of God

Then chase all the curses of man

Put in work all my stripes imma earn

All the millions you chasing gon burn burn