You welcome Yeah Aye this I Am the story nigga. Huh? Yeah I can show you how to cook right Can I show you what a millionaire look like? Aye let me show you how to cook right This what a millionaire look like Young nigga in the hood watching out for hustlers All these niggas with me I love em like my brothers I am the struggle I am the hustle I am the city I'm the pot in the kitchen I used to save pennies now I stay next door to Penny Hardaway nigga got my meals the harder way Selling crack music now I run some smarter ways Exit the game and got rich that's a fade-away Ha What a millionaire look like Yea I can show him how to cook right Turn a NaN to a half Turn a brick to a jag Nigga you do the math if you can add right Mixtape doing shows for the forty All I need is one mic and a Glock 40 Tour bus full of killers Whenever I'm in the building Then build the cake to the ceiling Can't describe the feeling I am the legend fortunately I am success fortunately Imagine life in the crisp Young nigga with techs Head shots in the day Throwing our lives away I understand though I come from that land home Ounce of yay will kill a nigga And I was the man. Ho Shots fired Bullets fired Coming out that van door Family crying Seen that shit so many times Heart cold Mafia I grew up when three 6 shit was popular I was hustling thugging keys of cocaine and would pop it up I had bricks down Choppers up And won't no nigga real as us City fucking with me cuz they know a nigga really fuck Yea. Then this shit got easy Told my dog I had a mil And he ain't believe me I told him Cool For a brick bring me 22 even I was living trap or die before I heard about Jesus forreal I can show you how to cook right And what a millionaire look like Yea bout to show you how to cook right Or what a multi-millionaire look like nigga I am I am Self-Made like Ross said nigga Ain't no nigga gave me shit partner Yea Better ask about me nigga Now I'll tell it exactly to their motherfucking face Nigga I got a car worth your budget nigga fuck you talking bout Huh? Yea And this that motion picture shit This reality music nigga The biography of a street nigga Hey. That mean this shit non-fiction holmes It's CMG my nigga LA Reid what pop?
Written by: BUNNY SIGLER, PHIL HURTT, KAZUMI TABATA, MARIO MIMS
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