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

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I used to pray for times this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like to shine like this
In a of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it a clear-eyed view
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, nigga but I'm lionhearted
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 with foreigns in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, 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 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 I deserve fuck nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay 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 ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city my hand strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I brought me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I done did the
Every time I'm in bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm down on Collins
They like, my nigga back that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game pussy nigga shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no tour life ain't good
Catch me in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little I could
Boy I down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
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 lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with nappy braids that lock
The nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends into enemies
And these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
nigga turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' suck my dick?
It was 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that boy when he first touched that brick
I'm