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shit
To the (?)
50 dollar, hundred dollar bill shit
(?) gold crown on a real nigga wrist
Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch
.40 cal, no
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's

Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
on myself I gotta touch a bill
Big wins for the ends , for the mandem, the kin
Ain't no squares in my circle all family no friends
Big wins for the ends , for
these metaphors
Just let me in don’t tranna stop me right there by the door
So Play with me you know you playing with a dinosaur
Dollar bills in our eyes
lover, yeah yeah
Dollar bill for my lover, eheh
Egusi for my lover
Eworkple for my lover
Agbame dadi for my lover, yeah, yeah
Plenty fish for my lover
'Cause I remember we used to play The Rave downstairs
Now we up in The Room it's real costly
All the people they catchin' the chills off me
My camera
the dirt, lil’ mama even end up asking bodies (I don’t know ‘bout that)
Five star hotel, go check in the lobby
And when she get up to the room, then she
a spin (uh)
Checkin' they makeup in my new rims (ahaha)

I wish that every day
That a hustler could make it out the ship
Got my family, bills paid,
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
Faith and I still got me some breath
To breathe boy life is good

In any event I’m plenty content of my sins
I repent, then give me the rent
And try
We put in 40 plus a week
Paying bills so our kids can see
They get an appetite so
You already know it
Yo they gotta eat
Families struggling as it is
bag i dey find
Plenty muller i dey find
I want luxury so I dey grind
Only money Dey my mind
For the street wey i dey
Everybody dey hustle day by day
need not awaken
I Had him by the throat in my mind
When he claimed motivation
Was what I lacked and needed to find that
Apparent was the laps in
killed maliciously
Willie lynch implemented so expeditiously/ while these new bitches shaking plenty
I’m all up in my tears mentally/ got daughters/ gotta
I was kinda young when this boy started a family
Barely skating by not much food in the pantry
Bologna, ramen noodles, cheese that was satisfactory
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I
a real nigga, you's arcade
Had a switch blade in the 5th grade
Smoked plenty weed on my mama's couch
Now I'm going big, I can buy the house
You sell water
in here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead

How is your family dawg? I pray you love them like you should
I pray for patience with your
a real nigga, you's arcade
Had a switch blade in the 5th grade
Smoked plenty weed on my mama's couch
Now I'm going big, I can buy the house
You sell water
Seen plenty scrip transactions, remember the prints on the pills
Set with the same dollars for years I did a stint with the bills
Down in the box from
legendary and the words that he spoke
Young black with a skinny frame
Got plenty game in him though true trouble
Some take and touchin' intended
To turn him

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