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Most the time, when it it start pouring'
But how we grind, it make the change for us
We roll through, but we change for 'em
So for us, when you see us, drive for us

Nigga us ball
a star, nigga not at all
I'm poppin' broads Tiny Hog at the shoppin' mall
All money in the squad, boy I'm not
Can't pay the cost to floss? I can spot your
SLs the toppin' off
Dress well it's time to ball
hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to at Ross
First to when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost got by Ross
unit, buzz cut ex-marines
Crenshaw, Ave 17
Infant Stone, Lil' Shady, Baby Buke to fast a demonstration
85 with the 380s
functions, L.A. streets' crazy
Shoot it out what this crew about
out the Cutlass window with the Rugar out
Prove yo'self, killers in of clout
It felt wrong, but who is you to
Look, my master plan was buy a pound and then move it
And hopefully one day I'll put this out
Trippin' now, that it's movin' out
I'm buying spots, movin' out
My fan base, I see 'em south
I'm overseas fuckin' croûte
Yeah... so I can tell you what hustling 'bout
I couldn't you what no luck about
I had on my wall, nigga
Dope sacks in my drawers,
Look, a lot of stress I rest not at all
Nigga everything trynna ball

get it and they fall off
It's cause all soft
Nigga like me started at the car
8am to 10pm, that's on the day
Wise words from dope boys everything
They say levels to the street life
Then I seen a bezel with the ice
All natural, momma tell you to be
In the trap trappin' to increase
No longer cruising with the windows
on the pistol anticipating the riddle sound
I'm Kanye it came to 'ye
I'm when it came to keys
I'm Snoop when it to weed
So now wanna Biggie me
As the credit rolls, now the is federal
Money bags, I'm placed upon a
on the block in my Reeboks
You ain't really these was the Basquiat's
You ain't really who really call shots
mastermind, number one all charts

Reporting from the land of the hopeless
Representing for the that won rings with no coaches
We strapped and we cockin' so don't approach us
Johnson with a big gold chain and Louis Loafers
Been hiding guns in the since toy soldiers
Thunder-domes up in Hyde Park, didn't nobody us
We took all fades, our was from the shoulders
We was kids, honestly we just needed someone to us
Grindin' hard on them corners with boulders
Fascinated by the green, all we was Range Rovers
On the block with brain blowers
Real niggas got love in their hearts but can't show it
We and die for the fame and the lights glowing
Fox buying Jordans, but still the pain shown'
When I die, put me next to the poets
'em God had a plan for me and I didn't know it