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Now you can hear the gold just
But, its still the take over

It's like everything
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 tryna run the game
I'm on
Yeah I'll always be on that,

do I start damn, man my mind is racing
Hip hop getting chosen by some racists
I'm in the yo, with a of some clear shit
You don't know the truth, you just shit
Homie's on a Learjet, upgrade the block
If you too big, fuck fades gon' use the Glock (use the Glock)
I do a lot for around 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 with the
Got Bugus in the Bentley, got 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 ones would really go hit for me
Low overhead, no-one ever a hit for me
I be making history, when I'm dead
I'm so on (on)
But off with they head
MTV, y'all really snubbed me
How you choosing people with numbers ain't above me?
Oh wait,
Playing at 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 years they free
As I'm this, I know that this ain't accurate no more
By the that all y'all hear this I will most likely have more
I really did eight tours, them all
Your contacts bullshit, we redlined them all
I time in awe, on some amazed shit
Then an O.G. told me to embrace
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 to your wavelength

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

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

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