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Countin money all I seem to hear is talkin
Hater we ain't conversatin it's just semis
They they have a penny on em
Now I walk around twenty chains with like a milli on em
Lace up my boots, put on my
And go lookin for paper I'm like "where it's at?"
They lookin at me, I'm back (I see you)
like I'm superman
Every time I this mac
Monday, probably 106 & park
Tuesday, probably in the hood it get dark
Wednesday, catch me swimmin wit the sharks
Wit blood drippin from my shoes, these Lu's cooler than my
Let me out my cell, back on the mission
from off a bail, right back in the kitchen
Who the fuck gon pay my
I got? this?
And like eighty grams of
He the feds probably come for ya
Copper said I tried to kill em when I go to
I hope they dont me guilty, it's my word against they word
And I get a chance to speak
I caught my case with of my niggas, and I'm the only one they beat
I it for the team
Even though I had a dream like Martin Luther
Who thought that I'd be cover of magazines
I be spittin fire flow, I'm kerosene
Fuck niggas gon say about me?
My North they don't play about me
South niggas that'll spray about me
Pay q million dollar in a day bout me
Ain't gotta sound real, cause they'll you that
I'm on the top floor, I started where the at
Made, Bitches!