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Ain't this what they've been waiting
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I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme this
So I had to grind like that to like this
In a of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of what we started, lil' but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with 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 an album
I did shit with
Lil' I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm
I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I 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 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
M, yeah that's 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 like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my
'Cause these niggas want me and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need milk
These niggas take my life, they fuck around get killed
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 young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas 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 that drop head, I'm riding down on
They like, my nigga back home that young nigga be
We young and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, my seat 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 diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that life ain't 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 your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still calling shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids lock
The same nigga that up and I had to wait for my spot
And these hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya turn into enemies
And with beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' suck my dick?
It was something that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy he first touched that brick
I'm