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Ain't this what they've been waiting
You

I used to pray for times like this, to like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like
In a matter of time I spent on locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on
See my dreams unfold, 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 me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them squeeze
I'm cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm
They love me I was stuck and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to with foreign cars in my garage
Got bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an
I did with Mariah
nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly I'm fly-er
When I bought the Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in
rest 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 move in silence, nigga and I talk a lot
I say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, thought I was finished?
I bought that 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 then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta it back home
'Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get
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 know is murder, it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas B's
I done did the I done 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 down on Collins
They like, my nigga back that young nigga be wildin'
We young and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real nigga what up, nigga what up
If you ain't about that game then pussy nigga shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass up
When you in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me in MIA, at that Heat game 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 nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city 'cause I'm still them shots
And these lames that bullshit the same niggas that flopped
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with nappy 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
Still on hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They remember me, I say remember me
So much have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 no 10 a key, hold up
Broke nigga turn rich, love the game like
And if I leave you think them hoes gon' still suck my dick?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched that
I'm