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

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I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind that to shine like this
In a matter of time I on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was time to the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
love me when I was stuck and hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
for a dollar, they tell 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 bought the 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 can't even fit in the parking
You talkin' bout 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 say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck
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
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, she'll like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas want me dead and I make it back home
Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you 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 that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga home that young nigga be wildin'
We niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, like little engine I could
Boy I slide down on block, bike on twelve o'clock
And be throwing dueces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city I'm still calling them shots
And these lames that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to for my spot
And niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Rolls on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them 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 pretty hoes gon' 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