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My momma ain't raise no nigga
Matter of fact, she did
My mom raised a nigga (haha)
But that don't we can't get rich
Too (too rich)
what they say

Humble
Rich ass
Pockets on
Big ass
Started off
Man it choosin'
Stuck with my
Now we all
up paper
Ball a Laker
Top on the
I'm high as a
can I say now
Cops know my now
No time to round
I'm and I'm paid now
Stay on peaceful shit but niggas'll spray rounds
all the talk they come see you any day now
Try not to out
Try a way out
Nobodies innocent
Get down or lay
Made so much money but look how I done paid out
Don't the bank no more so I went and got a safe in my house
Guess all these on my wrist
What u blinkin'
It's all this money on my when I'm thinkin' about

You know I try to be the best I can
Make all the right decisions, business like a man
You I try to do shit with my heart
talk but I don't listen
I just finish what I
You know I tried but told me that I can't
Make all the decisions, handle business like a man
You know I try when people tell me I change
Sometimes I'm of trying, I'm just trying to be the same

Nigga's hating
Critics still
Said that I'd my ways and start catching these cases
But said that I would stop counting these faces
Flyin' new
Buying them
Nigga's problems
I don't it
'Cause if it's problems
It's not
I'm rollin' a up
like a painter
The is what made us
The is what made us
Now the that I grew up are lookin' richer
Too turnin' up
The club owners tryin' to
Tatted everywhere my whole full of scriptures
up in the phantom
Paparazzi pictures
Sellin' so swag
We should be swag vender
Big winner in the club, big spender
Throwin' signs to my man like he a pitcher
Some shit you witness
My we been 'bout this