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Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, come on
Yuh
Come on
Yuh
Come on
Yuh
Every time they doubted me I swear I had prevailed
Every time they doubted me I just went up the scale
Every time they doubted me I swear, I don't care
Before I address gotta know the context
If it's me and y'all ain't no contest
N***** went broke that ain't no flex
On my soul I'm the hottest Mexican
My only friend is Benjamin
Who more real and genuine?
Codeine and weed my medicine
Get high and think I'm reminiscing
If the shit gon' hit the fan then I'm clicking with my lawyer
Some 'bout how it's in hands, make me like toting a Sauer
I can't see myself taking orders, make myself my own employer
I know my girl when I hate pop out, I just might just to annoy her
You ain't with me, you picky, but you hit me when I'm up
New blicky, with a switchy, I'm lifting someone up
My bitch be slimey just like me, she tryna set n***** up
I need to touch a whole damn milli' I need seven figures
They talk about thousands
I'm talking 'bout millions
At the bottom it's crowded
At the top I'm chillin'
I don't care where I live in
I'm just tryna make a living
Shit I rather play the villain, yuh
Wasn't made to be a hero, no
All of my n***** with it, yuh
Backup phone flip it, yuh
I don't trip if I don't hit it, nah
I ain't move my pivot, nah
Imma need every digit, yuh
With the guys I split it, yuh
Can't sit still fidget, yuh
'Cause the time keep ticking what?
Yuh
We shoot don't question afterwards, we aggressors so we acting first
We turn the place to a massacre, you gon' see violent acts occur
I know I'm the best, I'm prepared for the worst
Took a dive in the game with my head in first
Always stay hungry, don't care 'bout thirst
Without it I'm nun' so I put money first
I got 'em saying "What he gon' do next? What did he do? What he up to now?"
It's gotta be money, the mob, or family calling I always be hearing the dial
How you say you be original when everything you be doing is somebody style?
You is not rich at all, fake like some fentanyl, see where that take you, only a while
Cash me out, I wipe 'em down, on his head put a bag on it
I don't walk on these beats, I'm just talking I just swag on 'em
I got the same thing that you got but I ain't get taxed, paid half for it
They tryna speak on my name, send 'em to the grave 'cause they asked for it
Before I address gotta know the context
If it's me and y'all ain't no contest
N***** went broke that ain't no flex
On my soul I'm the hottest Mexican
My only friend is Benjamin
Who more real and genuine?
Codeine and weed my medicine
Get high and think I'm reminiscing
If the shit gon' hit the fan then I'm clicking with my lawyer
Some 'bout how it's in hands, make me like toting a Sauer
I can't see myself taking orders, make myself my own employer
I know my girl when I hate pop out, I just might just to annoy her
You ain't with me, you picky, but you hit me when I'm up
New blicky, with a switchy, I'm lifting someone up
My bitch be slimey just like me, she tryna set n***** up
I need to touch a whole damn milli' I need seven figures
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh-yuh
Stand on business n****
Yuh, it's what it is
YMT JC

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