Challenge E

Lord have great, Lord have great, Lord have great, Lord have great. Is that Trey? Seven figures, thirty-foot ceilings. When I'm gone, this shit goin' to my children. I'm a boss. For the team, I'm down to Take a loss. And I'ma get us to the win. That's why they call me G-Skrilla since a kid. It's guards at the front gate, my yard got A waterfall. Mixtapes got me here, Why would I stop it all? Blue kitchen when it's dinner. I'm enterprisin' and we clickin' with the winners. I'm livin' like a sinner. When it's over, I pray to God, grant me Forgiveness. In the meantime, it's two fingers up, No peace signs. The lowest that we go is Benzes, no Nissans. I told my nigga lay low, but he ain't See the sign. Tell me why the culture so In love with bein' blind. Money that I make, I keep runnin' play after play. Everything I create, Just show 'em that I'm great. Two commas, seven digits when I check the balance. They said I couldn't do it, I accepted the Challenge. Take a look at everything I created. I do every single thing that I say.