| I just jumped off the mother-lovin' porch and got straight to it
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| Like a lion in a cage, Imma break through it
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| I got my guys with me
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| Come spend some time with me
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| You’ll recognize a G
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| I enterprise and B-U-I-L-D with my baby, let’s get it popping
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| Back at it, man its been awhile
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| Touch hunnids, I get aroused
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| Woke up with an idea
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| Think too fast, can’t write it down
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| Check her gram when she out of town
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| Making sure she never out of bounds
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| Niggas be plotting to take her
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| Counting the days till we break up
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| Money hungry need a raise up
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| I will never take a pay cut
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| Argue, fight, then we make up
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| Then I’m fucking up her makeup
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| Bought to go and get my cake up
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| I been balling like a Laker
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| Bought to go an swoop the wraith
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| Up
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| Keep it silent never changed up
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| Keep my head down and my change up
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| We was played down so we played us
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| A weaker man would’ve gave up
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| But my momma ain’t raised no hoe, my nigga
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| She showed me how to do it independent, I codependent
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| My first calls a ticket
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| I ain’t got no time to kick it
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| Stack my dough up, mind my business
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| They distant from hating niggas, yeah
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| I’m in my castle with my queen and shit
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| I always say the meanest shit
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| The gang is who you see me wit'
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| I just jumped off the mother-lovin' porch and got straight to it
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| Like a lion in a cage, Imma break through it
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| I got my guys with me
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| Come spend some time with me
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| You’ll recognize a G
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| I enterprise and B-U-I-L-D with my baby, let’s get it popping
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| But they was trying to take the way from me
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| One from I tell him VPS my chain, homie
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| Stacking chips and game running
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| Hardly with the same woman
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| How can you describe it if you ain’t really came from it
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| I be on some fly shit, while you be making play music
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| One foot on the gas through my city switching lanes through it
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| Bitch don’t kill my vibe, I got so much on my mind
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| Here to and come alive
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| Chunk my deuce up when I ride
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| I won’t hold up
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| They trying to take the sauce when I spill it
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| I won’t slow up
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| I’m 'bout to hit the game with precision
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| And you know what
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| You rapper gotta make a decision
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| A couple stacks just to visit
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| I’m young and black plus I’m gifted
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| You out of touch with the movement
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| I’ll tap you back in the system
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| I’m dynamite, 'bout to blow up
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| I’m out of sight, fix your vision
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| I put the bay on my shoulders
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| I did this shit just for Richmond
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| I raise the stakes like it’s A1
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| They have a way so I’m A-1
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| I just jumped off the mother-lovin' porch and got straight to it
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| Like a lion in a cage, Imma break through it
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| I got my guys with me
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| Come spend some time with me
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| You’ll recognize a G
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| I enterprise and B-U-I-L-D with my baby, let’s get it popping |