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

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I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and hated I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreigns in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit with
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck
Hold up a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the to count a million cash then grind like Im broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my with 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 around get
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas b's
I done did the DOAs I done did the
Every time I'm in that bitch I get to 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't
Catch me in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, that little engine I could
Boy I slide on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And be throwing dueces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still them shots
And these lames talking 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 hating on me, waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say 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 turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first my wrist
Had me feeling like that boy when he first touched that brick
I'm