| Yeah, on everything
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| La Familia, forever
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| Future Hendrix, forever
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| The Wizard, Fire Marshall, Super
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| I get that cash forever, ever
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| I blow that money forever, ever
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| Ride in that coupe forever, ever
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| Hang out the brain forever, ever
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| Fuck all the fame forever, ever
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| I get them racks forever, ever
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| I get them racks forever, ever
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| I rob them racks forever, ever
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| Maison Margiela forever, ever
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| I’m in designer forever, ever
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| I’m in designer forever, ever
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| Hell yeah forever, ever
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| I sell them birds forever, ever
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| I rep the hood forever, ever
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| I rep the city forever, ever
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| I rep my city forever, ever, yeah!
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| Forever, ever, ever, ever
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| Forever, ever, ever, ever
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| Yeah, that’s my bitch forever, ever
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| The love that we got is forever, ever
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| I got ya back forever, ever
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| I hit the lot with them racks on me
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| I went to court with that pack on me
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| I had that weed and that molly on me
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| I pour that lean by the gallon gallon
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| I got some rings and they metal yellow
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| Put 25 bitches in Margiela
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| My heart in the ghetto, it’s permanent
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| I’m stuck in the trenches, it’s permanent
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| I swear I be hearing my grand daddy talk to me
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| Stack up the mills
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| Rap for these niggas who loyal
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| They gave me away, I’m a orphan
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| Middle finger to my daddy, yeah
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| I had to get designer pair to wear
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| Pop a few shots on 'em, yeah, yeah
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| I lay 'n' play up in Bora Bora
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| I know the ways of them people
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| I seen the doubt in they faces
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| Niggas ain’t think I would make it
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| I did this shit, no limitation
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| Prosperity, they no hesitation
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| I keep on moving that work, then I pull off in a spaceship
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| I had some dirt on my shoulder, I wiped it off like I was Jigga, mane
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| That thrilla manilla, mane
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| I growed up with dealers, mane
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| I worked in the cold with that pole on me
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| And then I went straight to that bowl on me
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| That yola right there on the stove
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| Stuff all that guala in shoe boxes
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| These bitches be loving my caterings
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| I told her, «on top I’m an alien»
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| Survive the trenches with wolves
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| I got it and blew out the roof
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| Put two dollars in change on the coupe
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| Put change on your head and you’re done
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| I got you hit up with drug money
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| Aggravated by the bullshit
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| Told you I ain’t have a conscience
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| Fuck around and kill ya mama
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| In them Maison’s, I’m framed like Jason
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| That’s Maison Margiela, ya follow me?
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| I be everywhere a dollar be
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| I done made it out the poverty
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| I can see 'em when they doubted me
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| No, they should’ve never doubted me
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| We’ll take your Freebandz pass, Brother
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| If you get caught turnt down, your Freebandz pass is revoked
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| Turn up! |
| Hello |