Gone To The Moon lyrics

Let me tell you how meny money there can bye
First class flight to the moon
Jewish Mafia n*gga
Maybach music
October 13, Meek Milly, dreams and nightmares
I think you all know exactly what the f*ck that is
Ha, ha, ha

God forgives the I don´t on the road of platinum
Yeah, Warner brothers, Dej Jam records
The power circle, Maybach music!
Shout out to the entire conglomerate, n*gga
Black Bar Mitzvah- all you n*ggas invited
-You were invested like Jews, n*gga


I’ll be at these wars, I still be living by rules
So when I run in the dudes
You know we’re stumping in the mood
Pop and lock go to popping n*ggas say when they’re flopping
Let me get back to my b*tches Cause you b*tch n*ggas ain’t nothing
Miami boys and this b*tch
I brought out all the zoes with me
Still buy pus*y from strippers and send them kilos to Philly
n*gga real as it gets, look at the wheels on my whip
You want to go to the moon, I'm screaming re-load the clip
I bought my b*tch from Perfections, you know I buy my affection
Ain't no love for me, n*gga, and I accept my direction
On my road to perfection, so many hours invested
So many n*ggas we handle
You know the other profession
I’ll go to the moon
I’ll go to the moon
I’ll go to the moon
I´ll go like baloon