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Now you can the gold just jangling
But, its still about the over

It's like changed
But I feel the same
I'm just tryna run the game
I'm on
Yeah I'll always be on
like everything changed
But I still the same
I'm just tryna run the game
I'm on
Yeah I'll be on that, yeah

Where do I start damn, man my mind is
Hip hop awards getting by some racists
I'm in the yo, with a bottle of clear shit
You don't know the truth, you hear shit
on a Learjet, upgrade from the block
If you too big, fuck fades they gon' use the (use the Glock)
I do a lot for everyone me, y'all don't see it
I'm in the club for half an then I'm probably leaving
I got paid, dip off the gang
Got in the Bentley, got Herb in the Wraith
Got Tim in the Ghost, got a gun on his
Life or death, no time to start reaching for the safe
So I it safe
Real that would really go hit for me
Low overhead, no-one wrote a hit for me
I be history, bigger when I'm dead
I'm so on (on)
But off with they head
Fuck MTV, really snubbed me
How you choosing with numbers that ain't above me?
Oh wait,
at these colleges, getting paid more to perform than any scholarship
I'm lit, I'm gassed, I'm me, I'm me
Two platinum singles, two they were free
As I'm writing this, I know this ain't accurate no more
By the time that all y'all hear I will most likely have more
I really did tours, headlined them all
Your contacts were bullshit, we them all
I spent time in awe, on some shit
Then an O.G. told me to this
I never waste this, never get complacent
Lotta these rappers got and got jaded
I'm still on the same shit, take over the game
I just can't relate to wavelength

It's like changed
But I still the same
I'm just tryna run the motherfucking
I'm on
Yeah I'll be on that
It's like everything
But I still the same
I'm just tryna run the game
I'm on
Yeah I'll always be on that,

I get everything for free, from your girl to my
Half a dollars smiling on my torso
I buy property, you just got
Money low, you gon' have to do more shows
But you know no one for your shows
So you do club hostings but you drink what you
Then you go back home, asleep frustrated
Girl laying next to you, whispering "Russ it"
You asleep, you hear her so she sneaks out
And she pulls up on me and the freak out
I send her back before your open
I'm her fix 'cause your life's
She might try
On you don't wanna kiss after
Lifestyle of a young handsome rapper
It's all laughter, all big bucks though
Call the buzz "Vegas" it stays on a bus though
Girls gone wild, rich like
make you sign an NDA, now you're on file
I'm the President, the CEO
People that I've never seen, see me go (uh)
Billionaire minds in my that's a fact
Faded off Clooney liquor we know, how to act
If it's based off of fans, y'all should do the math
If it's off of sales, y'all should really count the plaques
If based off of pussy, y'all should really count the ass
If it's based off of money, should really count the cash (uh)
Move around with duffle bags Floyd does
Sometimes nothing makes more noise poise does
us the best movement of all time
Dreams too big to small time
I'm just on the same shit, over the game shit
I can't relate to any B-level wave length

It's everything changed
But I feel the same
I'm tryna run the motherfucking game
I'm on
Yeah I'll always be on
It's like changed
But I still the same
I'm just run the motherfuckin