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Ain't what they've been waiting for? You ready?

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I used to pray for like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was time to the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she try'na me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them hoes get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreigns in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
Then I that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't fit in the parking spot
You talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the type to count a million cash then grind Im broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city my hand strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got young niggas that's I got niggas throwin' b's
I did the DOAs I done did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on
like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm that nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that life ain't good
me down in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be dueces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the of my city cause I'm still calling them shots
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
And if I leave you think them pretty gon' still suck my dick?
It was 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm