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I remember back when I was young, Mama told me, boy you better go have you some fun
When you older it ain't none
Father told me, boy you better go get you some money
And I seen him getting money, he had all the honeys
Mama told me, boy you better stop trying your luck
I told her, sorry Ma I had to go and run it up
My father told me, boy you better start giving a f*ck
I told him I can't do that shit, it never got me far
When moms told me they wasn't my friends, she wasn't wrong
I had to get backdoored by my man's to learn the code
My father told me, that's a lesson you learn on your own
If you don't learn it now, you gon' regret it when you old
I was a hard head, little nigga, didn't do what I'm told
Mama said don't start shit, but I'll end it, cause I'm not a ho
I'm getting hotter in this bitch, and now they saying, bro, you cold
I'ma do this till I'm dead, I'ma do this till I'm gone
Yeah, really fucking real records, nigga
If these niggas hated on us before, they really gon' hate us now
But it don't matter, as long as they bitches still love us
Aye M47, it's your time to shine
We been on that grind
Talk some more ism to these niggas, man
It was 2016, late night, summer riding
Me and Bari lurking for the money, never hiding
How the f*ck you niggas beefing, but you never sliding
I got my pen and got my pad, and then I started writin'
Fresh as f*ck up on my flight, a nigga can't get flying
I got some runtz, I got some cookies, shit, I can't get higher
I got my gas, I got my blunt, bitch where the f*ck my lighter
Real niggas never die, I swear I can't retire
I never gave a f*ck, I only had one plan, run that money up
I gotta see my mama riding in that Bentley truck
If you really fucking with me, middle fingers up
What's up
I remember I was 19, living on my own
I ain't have no money, so I had to stain the store
I just want dinero, I don't want no famous ho
When I come Camaro, I'm gon' hit the road on gone
Bitch just say she need me, I say she don't mean it
She insist she pleading, told her, bitch, I'm leaving
Diving off the deep end, I've been sinking when I'm thinking
But my mama told me I could touch a million, just believe it
Now I think I see it, me and my folk eating
We gon' ball out like it's 2K, every shot we take we greening

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