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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 grind that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up
In the back of the paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers
I'm cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and when I departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to with 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' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
Then I that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
move in silence, nigga 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 nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
M, yeah 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 niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got young that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding on Collins
They like, my nigga home that young nigga be wildin'
We niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game pussy 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 tour life good
Catch me in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing dueces on the nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm calling them shots
And these lames talking bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my to memories
them bricks they 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 hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it touched my wrist
Had me feeling that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm