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Yeah, 20 miles an in my long Bentley
Shame on you hater, this what the Lord me
Shit, lately I've been practicing my gas
'Cause that's what I'ma give 'em when land in last place

right by the hammer, they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts 'til I wrap 'em with the
My regular sense is piff, and cashmere
You don't drove your bitch your way, I told her she can here

Yeah, I'm counting people like the
Living I'm limited, grieving like it's my last year
My boy in and out the box, super soldier
Told me if he can do it again, do it over

Poverty's cobra, squeeze ya life out
'Cause it's the fatalities and casualties I write 'bout
These rappers ain't iced out, just fooling
round town fakers, zirconian cubic, niggas

Only money matters in the game, fuck the
I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger
like heroin, leave you numb the same
Play me I'm something sweet, be a part of summer slayin'

Most it, most doubt it, that's what they shout it
I'm on top now, there's they can do about it
They better ya outdone
'Cause where I'm from, there ain't no way it
sweet home

You motherfuckers can rap you blue in the face
You'll probably turn into smurfs with the time that you
Throughout history thrown shots at the greats
But I back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate

I've never Martin Luther with his speech
With the whole world watching me, turn the cheek
Never, so one left to die in the streets
'Cause his long arms to connect with his reach

Try to kill you then, them near misses was kisses
True Hollywood story, ghetto Todd
Different strokes that nigga broke, this nigga
You only read about the cars that I paddle

You only dream about the ho's that I with
Balcony views, like a postcard, imagine
White stones, black steel, chrome
This city's my doormat, bitch I'm sweet home

money matters in the game, fuck the fame
I eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain
Music like heroin, leave you the same
Play me like I'm something sweet, be a part of slayin'

Most hate it, most doubt it, that's they shout it
I'm on top now, there's nothing they can do it
They have ya outdone
'Cause where I'm from, there ain't no way it
sweet home

Niggas, see me where you see me, I'm always seen
Off the magazines, pussy hallway scenes
Paying crowds, hunger screams, pressure crumbles
being humble in the jungle where they fumble dreams

Drugs for the living, Henny paid me for the
Crosses for the power, ghetto for the swiley
Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's
got me on the rampage, Jackson

Part of my reaction to corny ass raps
flirting with death and get your horny ass clapped
Back for more me, rat tat, kiss the ring, respect out them
heads, turn Timbalands to red bottoms

50 bottles a start now that's how you do it
Carbon fiber through the playin' rider music
Ain't no of my resume, I gotta prove it
Life's a bitch and I get blow while connin' to it

money matters in the game, fuck the fame
I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my pain
Music heroin, leave you numb the same
Play me like I'm something sweet, be a of summer slayin'

Most hate it, doubt it, that's what they shout it
I'm on top now, nothing they can do about it
They better have ya
'Cause where I'm from, there no way around it
sweet home