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I'm a rich like I don't know
I can if I wanna, but I won't though
Do it right even when I'm on the road
Real talk from the heart what I'm for
jeans, I don't do those
I'm the us up part or the shoot for
Fully chopper, you could shoot though
Now I'm five mill when I shoot dough
Audemar,
One point on the two-do'
Old hustle, new
Old money, new ho
Sucker-free and chill, bro, I'm too cold
Long as I'm around fuck they need you
Riding in the Chevy toting three
Since nobody wanna make G

This is for the gangsters, for the and hoes
This is for the trappers selling halves and hoes
(Since wanna make G shit)
They want G shit, it to 'em
They want G shit, it to 'em

If you don't know me let me you something, shawty
Still got chopper, make you run for it
Camouflage, dog
Got 'em following, you see me better haul ass
Keep it G at all costs, whatchu that
rock, hip hop, I done all that
Certified trap nigga, sucker, back
A broke nigga he may entertain all
All field, keep it true, nigga
Save the flash in the dance for a new
Keep speaking for the ones who ain't got a
Kill 'em dead only when leave no other choice
How I see it, if you ain't die about it?
Don't waste my time, slime, why the we talking about it?
Still riding in the toting three bricks
Since nobody wanna make G

This is for the gangsters, for the and hoes
This is for the dopeboy selling halves and hoes
(Since wanna make G shit)
They G shit, give it to 'em
want G shit, give it to 'em

Now what the fuck is an We smoking bout an LB
We don't even do the nine, sell it by the ki
And take this shit to trial, they got nothing on me
Avion, the Champagne, bitch, I'm to OD
I got a bag full of birds and motherfuckers getting
Bars on the trap doors got it looking like a
Used to hit the highway over twenty of them
Young nigga hit the club with the twenty of chains
When Jay was beefing with Nas I was cocaine
When Game was beefing 50 I was doing the same thing
I was at the hospital, nigga, got shot
you niggas talking 'bout? I love that nigga like Pac

This is for the gangsters, for the pimps and
is for the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes
(Since wanna make G shit)
want G shit, give it to 'em
They want G shit, it to 'em