| I’m a millionaire
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| And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary
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| Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary
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| Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary
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| I wasn’t never scare (ooh)
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| I wasn’t never worried
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| I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
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| Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary
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| Had a curse reversed it
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| Hit the booth it’s an emergency
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| I got a verse for 30
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| Now here I go off perc
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| Nigga what’s the controversy
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| Probably would’ve been your daddy had the condom burst
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| But don’t mention my fuckin name I don’t want that drama emergin'
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| While yall niggas on it I’ll text everybody where your house at and tell them
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| to purge it
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| One day imma buy my bitch a berkin
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| I gotta stay on my grind, shit I gotta stay workin
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| There’s at least a dub calling all my line, because your bitch is twerkin
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| What you want a Turkey?
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| Your tryna get this shit and ain’t loyal than this
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| Fuck you want, some mercy?
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| What you on a percy?
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| And you say those 15s ain’t doing nothing for you, what you on a 30
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| You got that gold on and you got souls gonna go, fuck you think you Xerxes
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| Ain’t no submitting it if you want my spot bitch gotta murk me
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| I’m a millionaire
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| And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary
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| Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary
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| Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary
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| I wasn’t never scare (ooh)
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| I wasn’t never worried
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| I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
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| Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary
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| Had a curse reversed it
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| Hit the booth it’s an emergency
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| I got a verse for 30
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| I’m in the booth knock that out
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| I got a verse for 30
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| Still keep a perc or something in my lil pocket I pop case of emergencies
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| And it get held I pull out this little rocket
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| Clock in the sizzock knock your little shit outta it
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| Play in the street tryna get every bit out of it
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| And the connect I finessed a little brick out of it
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| Trap going brazy I just had to sit on it
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| That shit gon get at it
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| Chopper going brazy We going brazy
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| The cops keep on raiding it but don’t get shit out of it
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| I been running with my dogs (I been running with my dogs)
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| So you know there’s licks involved
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| All I know is get rich that’s all
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| Blow 20 k with my bitch that’s all
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| Hit the acres I ain’t been to phipps in a long
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| You know I leave around tips and bones
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| One chain look like a 60 ball
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| I call your bitch like 6 in the morning
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| After I leave her leave that bitch alone
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| Block up on my cell phone
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| I’m a millionaire
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| And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary
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| Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary
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| Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary
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| I wasn’t never scare (ooh)
|
| I wasn’t never worried
|
| I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
|
| Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary
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| Had a curse reversed it
|
| Hit the booth it’s an emergency
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| I got a verse for 30
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| I’m a visionary |