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Ain't this what they've been for?
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I used to pray for times this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind that to shine like this
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, come true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let hoes get in between
Of what we started, nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
Anything for a dollar, tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit Mariah
nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls they thought it was leased
I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't 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 say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I fuck nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston 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
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You fuck around, you fuck around, you around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I is murder, when it comes to me
I got young niggas that's I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the I done did the KODs
time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that young be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
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 deuces on the nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still 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 nigga came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, hoes on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya turn 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
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game Mitch
And if I you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first that brick
I'm