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Ain't this what been waiting for?
You

I used to pray for times like this, to 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 paddy wagon, locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares true
It was to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it a clear-eyed view
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 what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me when I was and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my
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
nigga 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
rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the 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 don't say a
Was on my and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga
up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need 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 know is murder, when it to me
I got young that's 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
They like, my back home that young nigga be wildin'
We young niggas and we mobbin' like and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all
I'm that real what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ass stuck up
you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve
And they be throwing deuces on the same nigga watch
And I'm the king of my city I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that bullshit the same niggas that
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them braids that lock
The same nigga 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 Rolls on E
They gon' me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn into
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first my wrist
Had me feeling like dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm