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How much I really made, I don't care
(Sup, JP?) all the pain, I swear
Ayy

Ridin' no top
Let the wind blow through her hair
Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier
(My glasses Cartier) send her in Chanel
I told her cop 'em by the pair
(Cop 'em by the pair)
Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair

Five hundred dollar candle
Got Le Labo in the air (Le Labo in the air)
They think I hit the lotto
But I made it off the air
(Made it off the air)
I had to hit my knees and thank
The Lord they made 'em here (Here)
I took off so fast on 'em, man
They only caught the rear

The streets ain't gave me
Nothin' but some pain, i swear
(yeah) i don't know how much I really made
I don't care (I don't know)
Sometimes I wish my pops was
Just sittin' right there (For real)
So we could talk 'bout shit we
Could've did if he was here
When I was broke and fucked up
It seemed like all the love was there
(For real) got a little money
Now everybody changed on me (Everybody)
Everybody chasin' clout
I guess they want some fame from me
Shit crazy (Shit crazy)
I just wanna get out here and feed my baby
(My son)
Big-ass heavy rope chain like the '80s
(The one)
We got matchin' Gucci on, me and my lady
(For real, damn)

Ridin' no top
Let the wind blow through her hair (yeah)
Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier
(Cartier) send her in Chanel
I told her cop 'em by the pair (Pair)
Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair
(Chair)

It took a lil' minute
But I'm glad we made it here (yeah)
I made that shit tonight
That shit you save up in a year (For real)
Gettin' head in the Tesla
You know I ain't gotta steer (yeah)
If I press a button, then next day
You outta here (For real)
I was dead broke, I ain't ashamed
I can say it (yeah)
I ain't call nobody
I ain't need no helping hand (I didn't)
That's the main reason why I play
It like I play it (yeah)
I want my flowers while I'm here 'cause
They don't love you 'til you dead

The streets ain't gave me
Nothin' but some pain, i swear
(I swear)
I don't know how much I really made
I don't care (Made, I don't care)
Sometimes I wish my pops was
Just sittin' right there (Right here)
So we could talk 'bout shit we
Could've did if he was here (yeah, yeah)
When I was broke and fucked up
It seemed like all the love was there (yeah)
Got a little money
Now everybody changed on me (Shit)
Everybody chasin' clout
I guess they want some fame from me
(Damn, shit crazy)

Let me hear it from the
Top out loud right quick

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