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Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, let them 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' foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it an album
I did shit Mariah
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
When I the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in
Hater rest in peace, rest in to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' bout my then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't a lot
I don't say a word, I say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck
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
I'm the type to a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
You fuck around, you around, you fuck around, get smoked
these Philly niggas 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 rollin' I got niggas B's
I done did the DOAs I done did the
Every I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on
They like, my nigga back home young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, real what up
If you ain't about that murder game then nigga shut up
If you me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on
With that Puma life on my feet, like little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them braids that lock
The nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched brick
I'm