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

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I used to pray for like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some up shit
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares 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 try'na bless me I said, "Achoo"
a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
love me when I was stuck and hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreigns in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then 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 what I deserve nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all I was finished?
I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the type to count a million cash then like Im broke
Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm around my city with my hand strapped on my toast
Cause 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 tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' 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 out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't that murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life good
Catch me down in MIA, at Heat game on wood
With that life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on block, bike 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 that bullshit the same niggas flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy that lock
The same nigga came up and I had to wait for my spot
And niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
With 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 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 touched that brick
I'm