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go to the store and by my own tags comin home with gucci bags/ I remember when I started out with rags used to wear the same sweater/ now I’m bankin

durk no auto bitch you know the moto
Gang shit no lame shit
Bitch we slide tomorrow
Nah fuck dat they said they want war so we slide today
I got rondo

bullets they hitting his dome 
She get on her knees she give me dat dome
Ima young nigga I feel like im grown
Niggas be hot like the summer my pockets

near my light will
Get your cup filled whoa
Talk to me nice
Or get ya cap peeled
This one's for the red pills
Who know the deal
Cuz now we know the spiel

shit 
And your head could get bust 
What is it there trying to say 
Swear they’re the same 
All about money and fame 
All about killin and pain 
Das why

making dough 
N’ she beat my ass sum mo

Soon send her money by the boat
Put some diamonds ‘round her throat 

Underground fresh prince
But I cuss in my

Brooklyn baby
You kno...
Aaliyah and Jay Z
Notorious B.I.G
Just to name a few
We hella deep
Bk NYC
Wolf Nation we never sleep
Gotta get this bag
Talkin about

bitches get to rocking
Pull her by the pony ride me like a rodeo
Call her Pillsbury ass sitting out the dough
Hips Twista to my slow jamz
I'm her only fan

a lick, yuh (Hit a lick)
Shinobi who on my team, steady wit' tha stick, yuh (Pahp-Pahp-Pahp-Pahp)
Posted wit' my dogs, fuck around you gon' get bit, yuh

every blunt i smoke get me high
Remember 20 dollars for the whole week to get me by
Now I got some dough make me feel good inside
Beat da doonies

good and her outfit fuego
I'm dat guy so do what I say so
Bank account long but not on payroll
I'm a Big G like Tony Yayo
From New York City To San Diego

and family aint the same oh no
The stage show glow is subsiding
That and the depression are combining
Got stiffed by the club for my cut, they grimey

IAN NEVA TOLD NO LIE
I CAN TELL SOME OF THIS LOVE PHONY
YEA

1st VERSE 

SAY I CHANGED ON EM CUZ IM FOCUSED HARDER THEN I EVER BEN AND DATS CRAZY
CUZ IM

the dope and I'm using both wrists (beats and the rap)
Nigga think he slick
Judge a man by his fruits and you not livin what you spit
(Shhhh) I'm bout

yeah
we pull up on the scene 
looking fresh so clean 
got dat purp in da cup and da dro by the truck
quick to pump with da buck lil homie betta duck

a different zone
Invictus or Chanel de cologne
Picture me rolling
With 2 pacs get em gone
And where was you
When I was moving all these boxes
And where was you

Slide, slide, snap, who's this girl in my chat?
Quick add, tap, might give me a heart attack
Writing raps, just trying to get paid
Now we texting

G's)
All about money, they ballin' with cheese (ballin' with cheese)
Where ever we go we rolling them trees
And rip shows, get dough, get low, then we

dat
Patrick Mahomes the way that she throw that
Run in his pockets you won't get yo dough back
Don't play wit my paper you know that you owe that
Cash,

to praise money
Dough I was never taught to know that it's dangerous to gain it 
I hate it that everyone is afraid to be sayin

We've been hypnotized by these

I run fast tho
He was dat slow
Got up close
Hung his ass like a lasso
My dad had dough
Since rocking the natural afro
The seed was planted in my genes

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I'm chillin and vibin. Vibin and chillin.
Everyone looking when I'm in the building
Countin my money surrounded by women
Y'all face looking

a hoe you can get fucked by this pole
Huh?!
Yeah!
If you a capper need a gown
Watch for my drip you will drown,
Ain’t playin round, this is not playground

Visa More Dough Than c Extra Large Slice c Pizza
Guiseppi Steppin Last Time When Mi Go Tour Ibiza
Like It Never csk The Price Buy It (Rich)
Bruk Nigga