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Ayo I'm goin' places, Dior lacin' on occasions
And Lord me amazing thinking in short paces
Lay solo, forever flashy I hate photos
Date four hoes, make her and make her moan though
charmer put armor by your baby mama
I to say it a later moment I didn't warn ya
roller, big spender
And my intentions to keep her on the sack, you just fifth her
I'm that different, this cat can mad pimpish
I gathered a couple hundred thousand, I can't
keep talkin' and we keep winning
Why niggas never say until police chalk em
Because of my bitch that's talkin', givin' her head, the will follow
I come from a place where my age ain't placed to see tomorrow
To each his own but of them is known to steal or rob you
So chances over populated but the seats in college
And those are the of problems, I speak to God he says I'm alright
My visions funny, though 20-20's my
Bad bitches with me, real niggas me
Whole ghetto with me kettle with the simply
Like the sweet anguish, find peace baby
I the millions you get come with a billion haters, yea

Forgive, I'm a
Sure I'm a simple man
All I want is money, the fame
I'm a man, lawd!

You know that I'm a
Tell em a simple man
All I want is money,fuck the
I'm a man, lawd!

I'm pickin' apart, my wicked opponents, get in my
Niggas can't us, so, these niggas done cloned us
Look at me close, see the results you see a nigga a
Cause all of the bitches givin me grief also be given me bonus
up in rap, young and you black
Niggas Be blowin phone up
you don't, least you a homie, ho
Adult from cuz
If you get that, then up
If you get that, no love
Every you make they go left
Every chick you like got kids
And that chick had brought friends
Every jay you hit you vent
Every you got, got M.O's
I'm in a gang, even with a bitch
I'mma like small for a cold huh
Without the ate, all the hate go?
Pockets thicker all my niggas, ain't the same
I just came up, fuck is you though
the business my heart, it just gave me the finger, nigga, yeah