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Ain't this what they've waiting for?
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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 wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my unfold, nightmares come 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 tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
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, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' my niggas then 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 what I fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
Double M, yeah my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my momma that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas take my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause these niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got young that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the DOAs I did the KODs
Every time I'm in that I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my nigga back home that young be wildin'
We young and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that 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 block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same nigga watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling them
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy that lock
The same nigga that 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
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
With them bricks 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 them pretty hoes gon' still suck my
It was something 'bout that when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm