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Ain't what they've been 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 on some locked up shit
In the of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my unfold, nightmares come true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me I said, "Achoo"
a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let hoes get in between
Of we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit with
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a hockey rink, nigga I'm fly-er
When I the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
I bought that new Ferrari, hater 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' my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my and now I got what I deserve 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 then grind 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 make it home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some
These tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
'Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no
All I know is murder, when it to me
I got niggas that's rollin' 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 riding down on
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you about 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 tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling them
And these lames talking that bullshit the niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that
The same nigga that came up and I had to for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
nigga turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy he first touched that brick
I'm