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Ain't what they've been waiting for?
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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 locked up shit
In the back of the 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 see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did shit Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on
Icy as a rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was
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 talkin' bout 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 and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was
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 like my
I'm around my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they 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 is murder, when it comes to me
I got young niggas 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 that drop head, I'm riding on Collins
like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and Robin
2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get pussy ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life good
Catch me down in MIA, at Heat game on wood
that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on block, bike on twelve o'clock
And be throwing deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still them shots
And lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street them nappy braids that lock
The same that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these niggas hating on me, waiting on me
Still on that hood shit, my Royce on E
gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I my enemies to memories
them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the like Mitch
And if I leave you them pretty hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm