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Wait a minute, you listen
To I've got so say, yeah
Say yeah, say yeah, say
1]
I started out wearin and the knapsack
Now I sell them, so you know I get a cash
All leather a brand new hatchback
bullet BMW, they re yelling past that
How did you that
Test when the rest fell faster than the bag they in Nasdaq
Go and ask
Man, he s standing right there, gram in his hand telling the fans, yeah
He s courteous, never
Superbious, nigga but he ain t suburbians
I got it all from the killas from the
Clean mouth niggas to the where the dirty is
All connect to
So when I do shows with my peeps I can show you
Plus we set up whatever we
Me and 9th setting every
You re wasting time,

2]
When I first came in the game, they said I t do it
So I just it, meaning I brand-newed it
Y all it, you re still pursuing it
I did it, yup, and still it
Still (?) it, yeah, better
Like a Cashmere sweater, or it s year s cheddar
Duckdown s of
Anybody trying to rap the cause it was a wrap when I met her
You hi, she said bye
You said why, she said, I met

Anytime he looks it, then it s lead in your eye
Think it s a joke? Feel them s arrive
ain t a game, nah, this ain t poker s eyes
Oversize, you ain t game-affiliated
Shit on Worldstar, man, you really it
Buckshot s created, flows like the seas
And 9th and Buckshot s for no reason
You wasting time,

3]
I down the streets, barricade blocks like
What up fella? you wanna rock?
And roll, in my AKA a nine
Old term, mint like condition, I am not (Get it?)
I am to brown blocks
Angelina Jolie shots for shooting blocks
If you see a dot on your that don t mean you re Hindu
That mean you re
thing on my mind is get mine
Break rules with the hammer on my waistline, waste
Screw you? Nah, I bring
So I forklift everyday when I eat a mill
Remember them up in Brownsville
That you got nice with, got broke, and broke nice
I remember that like my arrest
9th, in the chorus, give the verse a rest


Don t play with me, I m far from a
I got this label shit locked, bars in a
You see me, but I m far from your lane
I m the bullet the shot, y all just the stains