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

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I used to for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs 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 before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me I was stuck and hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did with Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls Royce they it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I 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
Hold up wait a minute, thought I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm Popeye on his spinach
M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the type to a million cash then grind like Im broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hand on my toast
these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that money and my son need some milk
These niggas take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I brought 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
time 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
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This 2-door Maybach, my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga up
If you ain't about that murder then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing dueces on the same nigga they
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling them
And these lames talking bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first that brick
I'm