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Countin money all I seem to hear is talkin
Hater we conversatin it's just semis talkin
They said they a penny on em
Now I walk around with twenty with like a milli on em
Lace up my boots, put on my
And go lookin for that I'm like "where it's at?"
They at me, I'm starin back (I see you)
Feelin like I'm
Every time I wear mac
Monday, it's 106 & park
Tuesday, in the hood where it get dark
Wednesday, Probably catch me swimmin wit the
Wit blood from my shoes, these Lu's cooler than my heart
Let me out my cell, back on the mission
Fresh from off a bail, right back in the
Who the fuck gon pay my
I with this?
And like grams of crack
He said the probably come for ya
Copper said I tried to em when I go to court
I hope they dont find me guilty, it's my word against word
And I won't get a to speak
I my case with nine of my niggas, and I'm the only one they beat
I took it for the
though I had a dream like Martin Luther King
Who that I'd be cover of these magazines
Cause I be spittin flow, I'm kerosene
Fuck y'all niggas gon say me?
My North niggas don't play about me
Philly 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 the cellar at
Made, Bitches!