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Ain't this they've been waiting for?
You

I to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind that to shine like this
In a matter of I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, 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 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, let them 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, draw it like I'm an
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and
Anything for a dollar, tell 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 I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce thought it was leased
Then I 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 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 grind and now I got what I deserve fuck
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 Popeye 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 grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get
'Cause these Philly niggas I with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's 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 out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like Batman and we're
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't that murder game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get pussy ass stuck up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little I could
Boy I slide down on block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my 'cause I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same that flopped
I'm the same nigga Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my
And these niggas hating on me, waiting on me
on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say me
So much money have ya friends turn into
And with these beef I turn my enemies to
With them 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 gon' still 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