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We came in
More money you ever heard of
Gotta master the art of living nigga
never think id get this much nigga
Let man it to them
Oh Lord don't stop baby

[Verse 1: Ross]
I seen a homeboy die in blood
Eyes rolled in his head no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a
He from a place niggas don't believe in dreams
snorting powder...(Maybach Music)
I a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no
His sold pussy daddy was a fiend
He from a place where niggas believe in dreams
snortin powder get you're head right
Get your dick sucked sittin at the red
Now you cases
Talkin home
How you get a
How the you playin
Can't be games on the home field
Open up a YAGHHHH when that dome peel YAGHHH
We didn't have shit we went to school
Now it's flatscreens up in every
Nigga do the bucket full of crab
Tub full of money on the slab
Teflon my fresh tag
Bell Harbor walkin out 40 bags
I could a model for an autograph
8 cars still her call a cab
to Def Jam
Shoutout to Brothers
to Dope Boys
We all each other
Im in Anguilla, Im killer
We run the game, pussy boy go cry a