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

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I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme this
So I had to grind like that to shine this
In a matter of time I spent on some up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, 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 with a clear-eyed
Got a shorty, she try'na 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 we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I
I go and get it regardless, draw it 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 an album
I did shit Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you 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 I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was
I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the type to count a cash then grind like Im broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my
I'm around my city with my hand strapped on my toast
Cause these niggas me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck get killed
You fuck around, you around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got young niggas that's I got niggas throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
Every time I'm in that bitch I get to 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 like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get pussy ass stuck up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on o'clock
And they be throwing dueces on the same they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks with them nappy braids that lock
The same that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much 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 like Mitch
And if I leave you them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he touched that brick
I'm