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Ayo I'm places, Dior home lacin' on occasions
And Lord gave me amazing in short paces
Lay solo, forever though I hate photos
four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though
Lady charmer put by your baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn't ya
High roller, big
And my intentions to keep her on the sack, you just fifth her
I'm different, this cat can react mad pimpish
I gathered a couple thousand, I can't remember
They talkin' and we keep winning
Why niggas say capisce until police chalk em
Because of my bitch that's talkin', givin' her head, the streets will
I come from a where niggas 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 but know the seats in college
And those are the least of problems, I speak to God he says I'm
My visions funny, though 20-20's my
Bad bitches me, real niggas with me
Whole ghetto me mixin' kettle with the simply
the sweet anguish, find your peace baby
I know the millions you get with a billion haters, yea

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

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

I'm pickin' apart, my wicked opponents, get in my
Niggas can't join us, so, these done cloned us
Look at me close, see the results you see a nigga a
Cause all of the bitches thats 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 move you they go left
Every chick you like got kids
And forget that chick had brought
Every jay you hit you need
friend you got, got M.O's
I'm in a gang, even with a deep
ball like small for a cold huh
Without the ate, where'd all the go?
Pockets all my niggas, ain't the same though
I came up, fuck is you sayin' though
the business my heart, it just gave me the finger, nigga, yeah