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know they love me, they know I'm lit
You see me with her, you know I hit
Hoppin' out the foreign, big body
Young nigga out here and I'm gettin' rich

for real
Stick around baby, know I got you still
Ya ya, I got you still

I remember way back chilling in the 6
Before the big shows, before we got rich

clown, I’ma G

We like bestest friends 

Just playin, I don’t have no friends

By choice 

My hearts too fucking big

I let enemies in

Like boys

Haffi go and read again
Cause shit looking real different now
It's big moves
Pussy taught me woulda lose
End up win by a landslide
Nah snooze
Rising every

explain come ere ur good
I'm trynna get rich and hire a cook

Real shit when a mans up they're coming
Ik my bro been stressed and bunning
remember them

stick by your side, get a lil' feelin
When I stick it in and look deep in your eyes
Protect your heart with this big F and N
And this Glock help us

Me
I can't ever show pitty, to a snake no love in me
It's a hundred in this shit I squeeze it once
Its shootin 50
Ak is big as me, arp shit a mini
I

and love A baby house and a ring
I can only give you just if you're baby You know it's only me

I'm only one man, doing what I can You just keep on asking,

Keezy, Big Keezy, Chopo, We love you, Perk
Put this dick in her mouth, I ain't hearin' her
White tenchilla, it came from Siberia
Internet gangsters,

pretendin
I had to grow up, no, for real, I ain't kiddin
I be by myself like I'm put in detention
Bitch, I'm just tryna get rich, but she tryna have all my

Way up at the top I'm just here by my lone
Nah fuck that
I'm up here wit my bros
You can't pronounce all the shit I got on
You so mad
Got it all

link with niggas
Thinking with yo dick got you popped by my setup bitch

My niggas really rich
Could walk inside the mall and drag bags out the back

beat your bitch
You ain't got no stripes on your belt
You a fuckin' lame
How the fuck your love go out to that bitch

You fuck with Chelsey Lanye
You got

other bitches ain't shit

(Verse 3)

Living this life
Wouldn't feel the same
If you weren't by my side
Tried that love thing before
But all they speak is

She call my phone, I don't like that bitch, let her go
Bitch, I ball, yeah, Im the Goat
She wanna love that nigga, let her know
I don't give a fuck

rich, stay fresh
If it means anything, by any means I finish what I start, I play with my heart

I put it all on the line just to stay on track I rebuke

achieving put the trust in God that's all you need
I told em put me on I had to run it by my lonely, they ain't never did
Forever rich till the day they die

100 rounds
You can be big and get killed by a kid with 100 pounds
Tell me N***a how it sounds
In the wrong town don't be play a clown
Or they'll put you

where I want to go
I'm tryna get big rich
Tired of living this twisted
Sadistic manipulative
Reality
Sick of all of these casualties
Acting like it's all

Shit, man, I'm telling you, by the time you're 30, you'll be rich and famous
You'll have everybody, buy everybody houses for everybody
You're

trying to kick

Some see the love - Some see the danger
I know there's hate and we're no strangers

Everybody tries to make that big romantic gesture
That

curtains
If I got some money it's certain
I got my designer bitch with a Birkin
Big chopper gone hit his ass where it's hurting
You ain't a killer, can't

Welcome to the Brotherhood
(Willy Omelly)Came in with no pot to piss in. Portion big, guns for my opposition
Treat every track like there is no

here for the money
Shit get ugly when you feel no one love you
He think I trustem boy I really don't trust you
Meek Mill give me sumn to look up to
Ima